We slept in the forest. It was really great except of my mate’s fucking terror dog who was barking and snarling the entire night to each and every sound. I had maybe half an hour of sleep in total. Despite that, it was pleasantly warm. Well, the night, that is. The heat was brutal during the days. Literally streams of sweat were running down on us on the way there in the evening and back in the morning.
Surprisingly, there weren’t any mozzies around at night, I would have lost all safe bets. On the way there, my mate convinced me to take a shortcut through the taller and taller growing grass. It’s been some time that somebody traveled on this track, so we had to search around a bit for the overgrown path where we could cross the mostly dried up creek. In the beginning I said that this will be a bad idea. Lo and behold, I discovered a tick on my inner upper leg the next morning. Luckily, I got it out with my tick hook on the first attempt.
