We rock-hop across the Snowy River, crystal clear as it flows from the plateau we descended during the day. The day is bright, warm (for once), and full of flies. There is only Heartbreak Hill to ascend, and the journey is complete. Back to a nice room, bed, and hot shower, but the memories of this walk will still linger on.

That’s all from the Snowy Mountains, and from my road trip. Next time I will post about more local places to Sydney.