Although I was heading home Wednesday arvo, I was pretty keen to head to Blue Lake while we had the chance. So Wednesday morning, at some ungodly hour, possibly before 8, we got up and going.

After climbing to the pass we had to walk most of the way down to the Snowy River, the sun the previous two days had melted most of the snow on the northern slopes.

Crossing the river proved interesting in heavy plastic ski boots, and Teepar ended up carting a few extra pairs of skis over for the balancedly-challenged among us.

The ski up to the lake started with a bit of a slog, but once we’d gained some height we could just trundle along the ridge without too much effort. The final climb up to the pass above the lake was a bit of an effort though.

We hit the lake about 11:00 in the end, owing to our early start. We still needed to be back by 2 or 3 at the latest, so we had an earl lunch by the lake.

While we were there some clown started skiing across the lake, which gave me the willies, I guess he knew what he was doing though. As we left he was pretty much in the middle of the lake, with (apparently) about 80m of water under him, and hopefully enough ice!

The ski back was pretty cruisy really, the only tough part was climbing back up to the road in boots after the river crossing. We made good time and I was back at the lodge with plenty of time for a shower before heading off.

A great week all up, no major human-tree accidents, and a great way to clear your head. I’ll be doing my best to be there next year.