The next day , having got the into the groove again for quality hill walking, we drove further into the hills and entered the hydro electric dam area, to climb Mt Murchison.Mt Murchison I'm told is a dramatic peak, and the occasional break through the clouds enveloping its upper half suggested as much. Unfortunately the clouds wouldn't budge, and an hour into the climb it started raining. As we had to get through a rock band, Aron called the walk off deciding it would be too slippy.
We then dropped down into what I thought was some kind of illegal immigrant deportation centre. Turns out it was a "hydro" town, which was no excuse really. Aron at this point drove us to one of the dam edges and wandered off to catch lunch. Unluckily or luckily he was not successful and we enjoyed a more routine lunch of ham and cheese.Post lunch we went back to Cradle mountain and completed the lake walk in reasonable weather.
On the way home we stopped off at the alpine lodge where Aron generously allowed us a couple of drinks - a little unfair as there was no choice in him being nominated driver. Unfortunately this was two drinks too many for Sharon, exhibiting her ability to crash into a drunken stupor on a whiff of alchohol and then bounce back 2 hours later. How we laughed - actually Aron didn't, and spent the rest of the night looking a little perplexed/bemused.
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