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Saturday Nov 27, 2021 #
12 PM
Run 36:00 [3] 6.1 km (5:54 / km)
Headed up the mountain in the morning with the aim of (a) seeing a finisher or two in the Coast to Kosciusko and (b) going for a run up there, potentially some of the way up from the Charlotte Pass car park. I did get to see a finisher, and numerous other participants en route (the only actual running I saw was within 10 metres of the finish line), but with low cloud/fog, occasional heavy drizzle and temperatures only just above freezing, I left the actual running part for later in the day and somewhere at a lower elevation (though even on the tablelands it barely made double figures today).
That somewhere was Dalgety, and I set out to do what I sometimes do in runs from small country outposts - find the quietest road I can and do an out and back on it. The good news was that the glute was less sore than in recent days, and the early hamstring tightness that's sometimes been present this week was also missing. The bad news was that I felt pretty ordinary on the run, particularly later on - even the modest hills here were a test.
Continued south in the remainder of the day (a bit further than I'd planned on, because Orbost was booked out when I checked a couple of days ago, leaving Lakes Entrance as the backup), seeing lots of normally small streams which had become substantial rivers. (That started at the very top - the Snowy River crossing would have been impassable had I been inclined to try the Blue Lake walk). Once across the border, it also involved a lot of burnt forests and some unburnt ones (and a road - I went via Delegate and Bonang - which would have been bad news for anyone inclined to travel sickness). The few farming ventures in these parts evidently weren't too successful judging by the presence in very close proximity of Dead Bull Road and Dead Calf Creek.
Finding somewhere to eat when on the road on a Saturday night is not always easy, and the number of places which have either closed down or are operating at limited capacity (presumably due to lack of staff) doesn't make it any easier. Still, if you have to resort to takeaway fish and chips there are worse places than Lakes Entrance (Victoria's main commercial fishing port) for it to happen.
That somewhere was Dalgety, and I set out to do what I sometimes do in runs from small country outposts - find the quietest road I can and do an out and back on it. The good news was that the glute was less sore than in recent days, and the early hamstring tightness that's sometimes been present this week was also missing. The bad news was that I felt pretty ordinary on the run, particularly later on - even the modest hills here were a test.
Continued south in the remainder of the day (a bit further than I'd planned on, because Orbost was booked out when I checked a couple of days ago, leaving Lakes Entrance as the backup), seeing lots of normally small streams which had become substantial rivers. (That started at the very top - the Snowy River crossing would have been impassable had I been inclined to try the Blue Lake walk). Once across the border, it also involved a lot of burnt forests and some unburnt ones (and a road - I went via Delegate and Bonang - which would have been bad news for anyone inclined to travel sickness). The few farming ventures in these parts evidently weren't too successful judging by the presence in very close proximity of Dead Bull Road and Dead Calf Creek.
Finding somewhere to eat when on the road on a Saturday night is not always easy, and the number of places which have either closed down or are operating at limited capacity (presumably due to lack of staff) doesn't make it any easier. Still, if you have to resort to takeaway fish and chips there are worse places than Lakes Entrance (Victoria's main commercial fishing port) for it to happen.