Spring on the Main Range of Kosciusko National Park is a great time
for social gatherings. I prefer mid winter for business and the fringe
season for getting out and having fun. The conditions can occasionally
be a challenge, but patience is usually rewarded for those who take the
time to slow down and breath the landscape in.
Pat, Dana and myself decided to head off from Thredbo and setup in Cock's Harbour to do some skiing and snowkiting. No trip would be complete without some sort of gear failure for me, and as clipped into my bindings the tail broke off in my hand. Two days of light use....I had to laugh.
Pat had me moving in minutes after some high tech repair work.
The plan was to make a base camp somewhere and ski the surrounding area so we made our way to the lee side of Etheridge and downloaded the gear. The afternoon was spent kiting in Cock's Harbour which was not quite as productive for me as it could have been.
The wind was fading and by the time I had changed kites, it was all over.
Some other local kiters were also out and enjoying the Spring conditions.
The second day dawned clear and we woke to the consistent flapping of the tents, which meant the wind was good so while Dana and I took our time to enjoy breakfast, Pat was into it early. From the door of the tent, we watched as he skied off down the Valley to launch the kite.
Within 15 minutes of launching the kite Pat was on top of Kosciusko tearing up and down before disappearing on one of his usual adventures. His search for interesting terrain is always a source of inspiration for me so with this in mind, Dana and I went in search of our own fun.
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| Pat on the summit of Mt Kosciusko. |
Dana has been itching to get back into some skiing and proved once again just how determined and resilient she is. I can only aspire to be as strong willed.
We climbed a nice lee slope and skied back down with somewhat different results. My teleskiing ability needs some work and after a spill or two I met her at the bottom, all smiles.
Dana decided to skin back up for more of the same so I launched my 8m kite which was about 4m too big, and proceeded to rocket across the valley then up the ridge. Things became a little marginal at this point so I hit the panic button and pulled the kite down. Dana had completed another run so we rendezvoused lower down the valley before heading back to camp.
We relaxed in the sun as Pat came weaving his way back to camp with tales of new terrain and many more kilometers traveled.
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| Marty cranking on his Frenzy. | | |
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The weekend was a success whichever way you look at it and with a freshly basted spirit, we headed home. Thanks for the good company again Pat.... much to look forward to.....
