Having already hit the wall once this morning (on the bike), I must have been so exhausted that foolishly I agreed to go for a walk to Nethercote Falls.
The walk wasn't far, nor was it hard. We didn't have to bush bash.
But 10 metres from the picnic table my leg muscles gave out. That was it, couldn't make another step. Felt like the whole show was just going to buckle. I could still "shuffle", which I did to the picnic table. Then I ate
and rested,
and enjoyed the view.
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