The weather reporter finally gave us a window for the oncoming weekend. My older brother Corbin and I loaded up the trusty Toyota Surf and headed inland straight after work. After a stop at the local KFC for a bucket of wicked wings our spirits were high.
We reached the carpark around 9pm, using the summer night to our advantage to gain an elevation of around 300 metres, leaving us at approximately 1400 metres. We set the fly up beside a big tarn that proved to be very popular
