So yesterday Heidi and I totally owned Bluff Knoll, the highest point in the south-west of Western Australia. True story.
When we were on our way down, I was all swift quick-stepping like a ninja. Heidi mistook that for shaky-legged tiredness (as if) and we had this witty repartee:
Heidi: Are you alright? You seem kinda jumpy.
Me: Yeah. I’m more stable like this. It’s called… dynamic balance.
Heidi: Hmmm, I’m more of a plodder.
Me: What are you plodding?
Heidi: Descent.
(Pause)
(Knuckle punch)
Here are some pics:
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- That carpark is where we started. This is around 1/4 the way up.
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- Not the same as battle formations.
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- She must be tired.
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- Probably should have included more of the view in this photo.
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- It was cold at the top… especially when not hiking.
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- I like the look of slate. Is this slate?
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- Heidi took this photo. I’m not sure what it is.
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- We called your Bluff. 3-4 hours return? More like 1-2 hours if you are cool!
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- Sign at the start of the trail. I fixed it.
(Click on the images on the image pages for full-size images… image image image.)