I have been away from Sunday in my City for a while so now it is time to play catch up. You see I spent 11 days away, 8 of those days were spent trekking through the jungles of Papua New Guinea, along the Kokoda Track, having the time of my life.
It was just me, my backpack and 42 of my now most favourite people in the world!
Now that I am back in cold cold Melbourne, I keep turning to the collection of photos that I have and imagining that I am there once more.
We stopped at Isurava on day 2 of the trek, on the Sunday to pay our respect to all of the soldiers that gave so much so that we could enjoy our freedom.
We were supported throughout our journey by some amazing porters from Kokoda.
A place to stop and rest and for a quick snack.
There were many, many rivers to cross.
Many sections of the track were steep and treacherous to climb but oh-so beautiful.
After injuring my ankle on day 1, I spent plenty of time with the paramedic having my ankle strapped to prevent further injury.
We spend just under 12 hours walking and it was dark before I got into camp so I don’t have any photos of the place I called home on Sunday, I do however have the view from camp of the sunrise the following morning!
So that is where I was last Sunday, walking between Isurava and Templeton’s Crossing in the jungles of Papua New Guinea. I have about a billion more photos to sort through, well 600 or so of my own and 4,000 of everyone else’s so I apologies in advance for the Kokoda overload but I do LOVE the experience and want to relive it over and over again, if not for real then through the photos.