Bart Bear's Blog

At Coffs Harbour I found this big mountain of sand. It was near the edge of a car park, so while the Oldies were taking photos of the harbour and the approaching storm Blu and I set out to climb to the top of the pile. Climbing sand is difficult. It slips away from under your feet and you slide back down until you find some firmer stuff. Blu has the advantage here because he is so small and light. We found that the best place to tackle this climb was along a ridge. It was just like Hillary and Tenzing going up the South Col on Mt Everest. It was a long, hard struggle to the top but we had a great sense of achievement. Then it started to sprinkle and Dad just walked up and took us back to the car. He didn't even have to stretch very far up to reach us. Sometimes Oldies can really spoil the moment.

Labels: climbing, New South Wales, north coast