Mountains don't argue

Cranky and Chaos sometimes argue πŸ™‚
Cranky.. thats me apparently, quite often I'll get introduced as "this is my Dad.. hes cranky.. most of the time.." πŸ˜‰

We decided to end our school holidays with a overnight hike up to mount Kosciusko, a place which I have never been to before and have always wanted to get to, it also did not take much convincing of Chaos! she, as someone who is incredibly stubborn… correction.. strongwilled saw this as a challenge which she would not be beaten by. (Sarah (my better half) was not so keen being left behind but someone had look after the other two crazy chops. πŸ˜‰ )

As we got our tickets for the chairlift up Thredbo the lady looked at us and said " you do know know its very windy up there and its going to rain tonight" to which we said, yep we will be ok πŸ™‚ i think deep down both of us were at bit unsure πŸ˜‰ The chairlift was a certain highlight for Chaos, as we hopped on she looked back at mum and her two little sisters and did not stop waving until they were out of sight after that her hand pretty well did not leave mine for the next 24 hours πŸ™‚

The weather forecast was…lets say.. not favorable and it became very apparent that the advertised 70km/h wind speed up on the hill was correct πŸ™‚ i'll tell ya what, as we got off that chair lift and got our jackets on we almost got blown off the track! It took us a long time to walk to the first lookout (the tourist view) with the head wind beating us down, however there was not a moment were Chaos faltered or looked like she would give up and say "lets catch the last chairlift back down", still that little hand never left mine as we stooped into the wind and bravely smiled at those other day walkers heading in the opposite direction.

At the 3km mark .. which does not sound like much.. but sheesh it was hard work we found a nice sheltered spot for a campsite.. which by the way is only about 500 metres from North Rams head, which was going to be my backup camp spot until I saw the gradient over that 500 metres; )

anyways.. to the main point.. for the entirety of our hike and overnight stay there was not one argument, no cranky-ness and no chaos, i'll guess we will just have to become mountain hobos and change our names πŸ˜‰

hey the sunset was pretty good and the forecast completely wrong at about 8pm, it was almost calm and the rain clouds had parted over our location and gone to the south and north of us πŸ™‚

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