We continued on for 2 days across the Pingjup Plains. Over 700kms walked now. This was a nice change as the track was getting a bit boring. I could see ahead as the vegetation was lower with the track nicely cut through it. The puddles came regularly and I just sloshed on through them. The last day was quite hot 25° so the big puddles were quite refreshing.
At Mount Chance hut we had a full house as we were joined by young Aaron, Steve and a couple of young women. The table was busy.
Mt Chance is just a big granite rock behind the hut. I headed up to have a look at the view but got freaked out half way up and just sat down and read my book there. I felt rather silly as I have climbed much higher and more difficult mountains many times before. Maybe I am getting more sensible in my old age.
Wool Bales Hut is apparently named because of the rocks that look like woolbales. I haven’t seen any yet so they must be South of the campsite. 8 of us here tonight including one Northbound man from Tasmania. Tomorrow we hit the Southern Ocean. I am not sure whether I am looking forward to walking on the Sandhills.