Ducks, bushwalking and the crazy idea.

It’s a beautiful day and wanting to do something different, I decided I’d take the boys to feed the ducks. After some research I saw we could feed some pretty close to home and being a sunny day decided to walk there.

Then seeing that I shouldn’t pick up a $1 loaf of bread to feed them, I packed a healthier snack for the ducks.

Healthy duck food. Oats, peas and corn, grapes and salad.

Healthy duck food. Oats, peas and corn, grapes and salad.

I wrangled both boys into the pram. Before we set off, Marshal wanted to walk so out he hopped.

We got to the national park entrance and started down the dirt path. On Google maps it said it was 25 mins to walk, so I added another 15 for toddler speed. I regretted my decision to walk almost immediately. We hadn’t done the walk before so didn’t know how pram friendly it would be. On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being smooth travelling, it was a -3. It was crazy. Rocky, downhill, dips and pot holes. I’m sure Maverick enjoyed the ride as he was giggling with every bump.

We went the other way. Should have followed the signs.

We went the other way. Should have followed the signs.

5 minutes into the crazy walk (there was no turning back as it would be impossible to push the pram uphill over boulders) Marshal started complaining his legs were tired. So back in the pram he went. Now I’m pushing a 10kg double pram, plus 2 children weighing in at around 25kg, plus the bag with food for the ducks, food for the kids and waters!

We eventually got to even ground only to not find the path to the bridge over the river. I ummed and ahhed about going back but just couldn’t fathom attempting the rocky mountains! I consulted Google maps one more time and took a gamble at an overgrown path.

My beautiful Marshal

My beautiful Marshal

Luckily it opened out on to a bigger path which had a sign. Ok, the sign pointed the way we had just come but at least we weren’t lost. We found the “right” track and stupidly we took it. It went downhill on a 45 degree slope. We saw water. We found the river. We found the bridge!

What we found was actually a rock bridge. No possible way to get over it. We had to turn back. Trying to climb up the muddy track was insane. Marshal had to climb out, then I had to lift Maverick up then somehow wrestle the pram out of the ditch!

Finding things...mostly sticks.

Finding things…mostly sticks.

But we got out, back to the track and started our journey home. I’d had it by now, it was hot, I was exhausted, Maverick was picking up rocks and throwing them, he wasn’t walking the way we wanted to go…sigh.

Marshal telling Maverick to hurry up.

Marshal telling Maverick to hurry up.

Maverick just needed a rest. Marshal wasn't happy about it.

Maverick just needed a rest. Marshal wasn’t happy about it.

Using a stick to encourage him.

Using a stick to encourage him.

Leading the baby.

Leading the baby.

Finally we found our way back to the main track and started down hill. We found houses and a path leading to the road. Hallelujah! I could feel freedom! Until I looked at the map and knew which street I was on. Home was at the top, the top of the biggest hill ever. I’ve only ever driven down that street once, and knew how steep it was. And of course, Marshal didn’t want to walk so I had to push everything up it.

Out of the park and back i nthe pram, ready to tackle the hill.

Out of the park and back in the pram, ready to tackle the hill.

Oh the burn….

We got home. Safe, sound, exhausted. But we all had a great time. At least we got out of the house for a few hours.

Always time for a family picture.

Always time for a family picture.

Both boys are sleeping, I’m ready to put my feet up too. Enjoying a hot cuppa then it will be nap time.

The ducks never got fed. The food is back in the fridge. Next time, I’m doing it the old fashioned way – driving!

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