Christmas seems long time ago now… there was so much anticipation, preparation, and we spent a very joyful day here at our house with 3 generations. Some stayed in their chairs, some disregarded the thunderstorm and cooled off in the pool. 
Parallel to “doing Christmas” we prepared for our trip to the Snow Country. I made lists to account for each sachet of Tuna, each tea bag… dehydrated meals and so forth… Patrick studied maps, put all the camping gear out and checked it and off we went. It took 6 hours in the car to Charlotte Pass, we walked about 4 km to find a suitable place to set up camp in the wild.
It was beautiful – sunny in the evening… and sunny in the morning, …
sheltered by big boulders.
We had chicken satay soup… yum.
People found ways to relax.
The sunset was magnificent. So was the sunrise.
And off to Mt Kosciuszko…
We left our packs behind to check out Ramshead. And only 5 months ago we had been coming up this very chairlift enjoying the deep snow!!!
We saw Brumbies. And hares. And deer.
We found shelter next to Seamen’s hut. That’s were we had dinner in the evening. (Rehydrated Spag Bol, if you must know :)). Thank God for the hut. Around 11pm there was a gale blowing. The ranger told us the following day that it was 102km/ph… the tents were flattened and we relocated into the hut.
So we woke up after a very restless nights sleep.
And this is what we found outside the hut. Clouds. And both tents slashed.
So we packed up and walked back to the car. After 2 nights. Still feels like weeks, having really been out in the open, taking in all that infinite beauty 
… under the big blue sky… making me feel so beautifully insignificant…
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