Here’s what I was thinking. Because I now live in Blackheath in the Blue Mountains Australia and I am surrounded by the most stunning scenery imaginable (there are hundreds of walking trails) that it wouldn’t be too hard to get fit and enjoy nature at the same time as training for my Camino walk in 2019.
What was wrong with that thinking? No trail in the mountains is short. Even the signs that say “15 min to blah, blah, blah”. Because what they don’t tell you, or it probably does on a map somewhere that I am not in possession of, is that there are SO MANY STAIRS and that coming back up is going to take me far longer than 15 minutes and quite possibly involve an ambulance crew to attend to my impending heart attack.
Ok so maybe a little melodramatic. But that’s what it felt like!
And Dan refused to come with me (I am slowly talking him around). So far I have managed to get him to go for a small walk at Wentworth Falls, a bit of a longer walk to Leura Cascades and Bridal Veil Lookout and Falls. These are the easy walks in the Blue Mountains.
I talk about doing more walks, and he listens. Patiently. All the while thinking about what he could be indulging in at the Blackheath Deli instead.
That’s when I had my bright idea. Ha! I thought that when my son, Will came to visit, we could go for a walk together. Some mother and son time.
He agreed. I was happy.
What is this, a dictatorship?
What I didn’t know was our walk would be led by a dictator who insisted I keep up with him. Bloody hell I’m 48, and he’s 18!!!
I wasn’t allowed to take photos of him. And I shouldn’t take too many other photos either! Clearly, he doesn’t care about my blogging. And obviously, he forgot who the parent was.
There was little to no conversation; I would have had to yell. So much for spending quality time together.
I hate to admit it, but I think the kid inherited the Control Freak gene from one of his parents. Not me of course.
Towards the end of the walk as Will flitted his way with ease up the steepest part of the walk I fell behind trying to haul my exhausted body up the massive steps.
He took a photo of me at the top (because I begged) but it was so awful (and he wasn’t taking another one he said) that I deleted it.
It served as a reminder that I need to get fit and shed some unwanted kilos. I didn’t need to keep the photo as a reminder because I have Will. On his last visit I got, “Hey mum remember that photo I took of you, you looked a little fat!”
Children are such a blessing.
I dearly love my son, but I think we need to work on his communication skills. Hopefully, as he grows older, he will realise that not everything revolves around him.
And next time, I will set the ground rules. Just like when he was little.
I made it!
I was proud of myself. Even though I am unfit (and let’s not forget overweight), I made it. Without having a heart attack. Without sore and aching muscles on the days that followed. AND I had energy to burn when I got home.
Unlike Will who promptly fell asleep on the lounge and slept for three hours. Ahh, the stamina of today’s youth.
I’d like to tell you that we walked home from Govetts Leap, but the truth is I called Dan to pick us up. I mean let’s not get too crazy with this walking thing. Not yet anyway.
In the future, I will have a map with me. I would like to know my options, and I am a planner, so it was kind of strange for me to just “wing it”. Although I have to say everything was well signposted and I didn’t feel that we could get easily lost.
The scenery didn’t disappoint. It is spectacular. Being out in nature is incredible. I will continue to do smaller walks.
But what I really want to do is the Grand Canyon Track. Who can I rope into that one?
I’m sure Will is busy that day! Can you imagine? It would be like going on a day hike with my father, and I need someone who is going to be sympathetic to my tears because I anticipate a lot of tears when I attempt to climb the stairs out of the canyon.
Popes Glen Walk
Officially the Popes Glen Walk starts in Blackheath Village. As we live in Blackheath, we picked up the trail at Clarence Road. This time we chose to stay on the Popes Glen Walk to Govetts Leap. I will leave Pulpit Rock for another time.
My walking app says we walked 3.97 km. Google Maps says its only 2.7 km so believe what you will. I guess it depends on where you start the walk. I started at home.
It took us 1 hour 20 minutes. Not bad for someone who is so unfit. I found the end of the walk more of a challenge as it became a steep climb. But overall I would do it again.
A sneaky shot before he realised
Wait for me!!!
The official photos I was requested to take
Glorious views of the Grose Valley
Panorama view of Grose Valley
These stairs nearly killed me!
And the end, Govetts Leap Lookout