To Mount Dingo: To Mobbs Swamp

Most of this part of the walk back to Mobbs Swamp was done in the dark. It wasn’t long before the second torch came out. However, we didn’t slow down. We wanted to get the tent set up and have food. We wanted to rest.

The torches only provided a small amount of visibility compared to the dark that was around us, but it was more than enough for us to know that we were on the right path.

My left ankle decided that the walk was not challenging enough and decided that I should roll it in order to make sure that the walk was more difficult.

Realising that rolling it didn’t slow me down, my ankle decided to let me roll it once more, about fifteen minutes after the first one.

It hurt a lot more the second time, but it didn’t slow me down for too long. I was determined to get back to Mobbs Swamp as quickly as possible. I told Ewe that I’d address the injury once we had set up the tent.

A few minutes later my right knee decided that it needed to join in on the fun and went right into a log that I was going over. It hurt but, like small limp that I had for a few more minutes it did not slow me down for too long.

I kept on saying that we weren’t far. I think I was trying to convince myself more than I was trying to reassure Ewe. Of course, every time I said that we were X minutes away, I was wrong.

We began to hear sounds around us, mostly those of heavy things sounding like rocks dropping onto the ground. When we heard this we stopped and tried to locate the source. We couldn’t find it so we kept on moving, trying to remain brisk in our pace.

I’m not sure as to how long we had been walking, but we did eventually reach Mobbs Swamp in one piece. I’m pretty sure that both Ewe and I were ecstatic, but at the same time we weren’t really celebrating as we still had a bit to do before we could rest.

We looked for a good spot to set up the tent. It didn’t take too long, probably because we weren’t overly picky. We just wanted sure that we were near the camp fire, which was not an issue as there was plenty of open space for us to choose from.

We picked a slight incline.

Despite the dark we moved quickly but we did not work efficiently. I was a little sick in my mouth at one point, possibly from over-exertion with not enough water. There was a little bit of grouchiness. Trying to make sure that there was enough light was difficult. We managed to find a place to put one of the torches that allowed some light on the area we were working, but it did not help too much.

At one point I talked about how I was going to sleep in my underpants due to having a really warm sleeping bag. It was one of those pointless things to say.
Ewe said he was going to sleep clothed.
That whole conversation was pretty pointless. I think I wanted to be done with the whole situation we were in because at that point I really wanted to stop doing stuff for a while but the desire to make sure that we didn’t have to do anything later that may have required some effort kept me going. That combined with the fatigue kind of lead to the conversation being a little more pointless than it usually would be between us.

The tent itself was frustrating to put together, partly because of the darkness preventing us from clearly seeing what we were doing and partly because the pegs would come out of the ground and us not doing everything correctly, causing us to have to go back and redo some of the tent. There was also the feeling of fatigue which did not work in our favour.

Eventually we were successful. It was a relief as we had been working for a long time in the dark and knew that we didn’t have much time to be awake before we had to go to sleep, but we were glad the tent was done as it meant we could at least relax a little at this point.

It was around six o’clock.

Ewe went to get firewood for the campfire and I began to move things into the tent whilst also getting bedding and the portable stove ready.

We soon had a fire and the portable stove going. It was probably more of a sense of relief at that point as it really meant that there was very little for us to deal with for the rest of the night. Boiled water was being mixed with freeze-dried nasi goreng which helped fill us up and I was lazily stretching my left ankle. The fire was helping to keep us a little warm and we didn’t have to worry too much about the wind or the cold as it wasn’t as cold as we thought it was going to be.

We ate, we talked and we relaxed.
It felt really good to be there, knowing that we weren’t walking for the rest of the evening.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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