After a luxuriously showering with hot water and sleeping on grass, we woke up the next morning to the arrival of the last of our hiking mates: GrownUpFriend's wife, who we'll call Rugby, because she's a big fan (but only of the "right" kind of rugby, which still mystifies me, so go ask an Aussie instead of me).
|Yep, our very classy socks out to dry on our tent.|
|This log on the fire at the Standley Chasm kiosk unfortunately was full of ants, which we attempted to help escape the flames by giving them a stick bridge.|
|People who drove to Standley Chasm are warned away from continuing down the trail.|
|Oh hey, the trail goes straight up the rock face here. Easy peasy?|
|GUFriend and Rugby scaling the tricky rockface.|
And then we camped on hard ground at Miller's Flat and I attempted once more the teach grown men how to handle a campfire (to no avail, because they wouldn't listen to me), and all was well.
To be continued (hopefully much faster than I have been uploading)....