I was going to write a post yesterday when we got back from hiking, but walking four days with packs and then driving back (including a 50 minute delay coming back over the Westgate bridge) left me knackered. The hike was fantastic - mountains, dispersed camping, a variety of weather - on the first morning we had ice in our water bottles. In December! By the third day we had both sunburned the backs of our knees. There was one hairy afternoon where we took a route we knew was not marked, but that two websites and a park ranger told us was fine to do 'just follow the ridgeline' and we ended up bush bashing for a couple of hours. frightening, but then we got back on the well worn path. I didn't do as much reading or knitting as I often do on hiking trips, maybe because we had more light, maybe because I was finding my book hard work. All That I Am by Anna Funder has two first person POV. Ruth is living in Sydney in 1999 and remembering what was happening in 1933 Germany an...
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