Got up early as usual. Lucky I had no neighbours in the units either side as the noise travelled an I could hear the murmur of conversation and noises the previous night. Taped the toes packed up and left the unit about 7am. 100 metres up the road I pulled the glasses case out of my pocket to shift it to another spot and no glasses were in there. So back to the unit. Lucky I just left the key in the door and there were my glasses sitting on the counter on top of my phone. What the!! I gave a quick slap to my top left shirt pocket where my phone usually resides but it didn't magically appear there. So pack up check the room and then go at 7.15 am.
Went through town and along a road to Jervis Hill Lookout where I stopped for some breakfast. The walk from there goes into sheep properties pretty much for the next 3 days. Its a short wander to Mt Elm campsite. I was told the tank had fallen off its perch and not rely on it for water. Someone had put it back together but the rain the other day wasn't enough to put in any substantial water. I was carrying 4 litres from Hawker anyway.
From there you follow a couple of fence lines. This was interesting as the paddocks I was traversing were just loose rocks and the fence went up and over every hill. At the last hill I decided to walk across the base of the hill and keep my eye on the fence and lo and behold on the other side the trail drops down goes across the paddock to a bottom fence then follows that one along. From Mt Elm I could have walked straight across fairly flat to the same point. Lot more of this apparently. Then it was follow this fence for many kilometres. I met 4 people who were doing sections as day walks. They had left one car at Jervis Hill the other I passed about 5 or 6 kilometres further down the fence. 
A little later I passed a young lady doing the South to North solo. She was into her 5th week and was powering along. She also mentions in her log book entries that she has hit the hiker hunger stage where she feels she is eating her weight in food every day and still feeling hungry.
The track then turns down a gravel road that meanders along some rolling hills. All very pretty but at the moment it is very cold and none of this area has any tree cover and it just blows right through you. The campsite by the creek was very exposed but I managed to get the tent set up and then thankfully got in and zipped up to finally get out of the cold wind. I had walked all day with gloves on. 20 kilometres of not the most interesting scenery.
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