Bumbling round the ‘bungles

A tall tale of (mis)adventure, from the founding members of Hunter Area Outdoor Women.

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It all started on a dark and stormy night.

The rain was closer to horizontal than vertical when Bekket and I locked the front door of our sharehouse behind us.

We exchanged cheeky grins and  a quick thumbs up, then sprinted down the street to the spot where Bekket’s car was parked.

The back of the car was full.  Full in a way that can only be achieved by someone who spent their childhood playing Tetris and their adulthood squeezing far too many outdoor activities into their weekends.

We were on our way to Coonabarabran to visit Doctor Mowgli.

Mowgli was our housemate, fellow adventurer and partner in mischief.  She was part way through her placement at a General Practice. She was keen to climb the spectacular rock features in the nearby Warrumbungle National Park.

 Plans are hatched

Climbing in the Bungles is a daunting proposition.  You have to trek a long way…

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