Canning to Monadnocks
30th June 2019
Wajuk & Wiilman People
The Hike - Peaceful and warm sleeps on the Bibbulmun are now a welcome normality for me since upgrading my sleeping mat to something with insulation and this night was no different. After enjoying a movie and falling asleep before it was done, I woke up to the morning light and the sounds of Malcolm starting to pack up his gear. The chance meeting with Malcolm was a very welcome one, having stayed with him at the Gardner Campsite a few weeks prior. As we all packed up our gear and I brewed Aron his first cup of coffee from the GSI Java Drip, we talked about Malcolm's finish and what he had planned for when he completed his E2E in a few days time.
It was great to share in the joy of an end to ender as they prepared to complete the 40 odd days on the track. Malcolm left camp first and headed north while we stuck around for a few more minutes checking last bits of gear and putting on the rain covers (forecast was for a wet day). I'd not done this entire stretch from Canning to Monadnocks so was looking forward to a day of unseen trail in my favourite type of hiking weather (light drizzle). This is by far the longest campsite to campsite section of the Darling Range you'll encounter coming from the north and takes you to some pretty important landmarks including the Canning River and introduces you to the Monadnocks. The start of the day is through mostly burnt Jarrah and She-Oak so a continuation of the previous day's walking. Being fairly flat for the first few kilometres makes for a nice introduction to the walking and lets you ease into a good pace. I put some quiet music on to gee us up for the long day but a combination of Aron not liking my music taste and me always stopping for photos meant we were soon separated. I've said this many times before but I really enjoyed this type of forest, even in the recovering from fire stage so had a feeling this was going to turn out to be a lovely day of walking.
We soon reached a low lying area that was full of water on either side of the trail after a plentiful month of rain in June. It was nice to see a good variety of plants here with the Banksia's really enjoying the area. We exited the single track and found the short section of 4x4 track that highlighted how far ahead of me Aron was. Getting a wider perspective, I was hoping this didn't last too long as it really threw me out of my cosy space of enjoying the enclosed single track in the rain. It didn't last more than about 500m and it was once again back onto the single track for one of many enjoyable sections for the day. Starting to climb a small hill, the track widened eventually and we were treated to a mix of plentiful regrowth forest and some old giants. The map had marked that there was an area of virgin Jarrah coming up and the forest along here certainly felt like it was well established in parts, even if it was still recovering from the 2015 fires. The trail opened up to wider 4x4 tracks and as the rain continued I was loving walking through this type of terrain with a good mate (who I'd caught up to by now). The photos go some way to showing how nice it was (for Jarrah lovers like myself) but it really was one of those "in the moment" experiences that I really enjoyed.