I got back on the trusty steed to ride through the open frost plains of northern Kosciuzko. I was kept awake by the nightime disturbances of wild dogs and pigs - it's incredible how secure you feel behind 1mm of tent nylon! I did the traverse on foot through the Budawangs - a mecca for Australian walkers. I wandered through conglomerate cliffs and pinnacles set among thick forest, often in mist - Shrouded God Mountain, Monolith Valley, The Castle... I had a final goal, but the beauty of this journey was that so many stages were classic mountain trips in their own right.