The first day of the walk and it was freezing, 10°, the girls were up and breakfasted before dawn as the boat was scheduled for shortly after sunrise.

By the time I crawled out of my sleeping bag Kate had pulled down her tent and they were both in the final stages of preparation.

The bush turkey was investigating Wendy's breakfast and Kate spent ten minutes chasing it around the campsite. Jeremy watched bemused from the comfort of the Caddy. The need for a couple of Wallahs became obvious when we saw the mountains of luggage.