Woke up to a wet tent. The way out was confusing as I had left the track to follow and alternate route to get to the campground. It was a nervous climb over the fallen tree across the creek to get back onto the alternate route. Then when I followed the arrows they followed the creek to a road bridge where the gate to the campground is. I was a little pissed off with the two climbs across the tree.
I then continued to follow the arrows but they seemed to be going the wrong direction. I thought at the next road off to the left the trail may do a loop but it didn't . It seemed what I was following was the alternate route you take north when the creek is up and you cant cross it where I did last night and it brings you down to the bridge. So a quick about turn and a look at the map to find my own route back to where I could pick up the trail again. I just didn't want to follow the creek again.
About 800 metres up the road my right hand was cold and I found I had dropped my glove way back where I pulled the map out. Bugger.. I dropped my pack and walked back to pick it up. I have managed so far not to lose anything and I didn't want to. The path I took takes me down to the forestry headquarters. Then it would be a quick walk through some campsites to pick up the trail.
It was at the front entrance a sign showed that the area I wanted to walk through was closed due to forestry works. Bugger.. It meant I would need to walk a diversion of about 4 kilometres. As it was a Sunday I thought blow it and jumped over the fence, went up the road the one kilometre to pick up the track. Then it was a walk up the hill to the fire tower. I was told that if there are some rangers they may invite you up. But being a Sunday no one was there.
The path then follows another walk trail that take you through Warren Conservation Zone and a walk trail called Watts Gully trail. This trail was one of the best walk I have had for a few days. Looked like natural bush with plenty of bird life. A little gem. The rocks had what looked like glitter on them and the path glittered as you walked.
At the road entrance to the Warren Gully walk there was an old car and it looked like they were visiting a property that seemed to have a lot of old cars hidden under some sheets and rusting away under trees. Maybe looking for some parts. Then it was a walk around some roads to Mt Crawford Forest. Which is a long way from Mt Crawford but who I am to question.
Scotts Shelter is a small hut with sliding doors to a couple of benches. I preferred the tent and I also needed to bring it out to dry out anyway.
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