We did this walk as part of a much longer walk but this was a section I'd never done before and it proved more interesting than I could have hoped.
The Higgs Track starts at the base of the Western Tiers about one hour south west of Launceston or half an hour from Deloraine, meandering through the forest till it meets and crosses Dale Brook.Then it starts a steady climb following the creek until the track bursts out of the forest onto the moor which shelters Lady Lake hut. This is only three kilometres and takes about an hour. We started the walk late in the afternoon so for us it spelt the end of the day's walking at the hut. And what a delight this hut is! It has space for about 8 people, boasts a fine view across the open moor to the the plains below and even has a water tank and a toilet.
Next morning we followed the very clear track up and over the hill and then down to Westons Lake, the edge of which contains a super flat and grassy camp area right on the water.
The track then follows a small valley up and over a low saddle until it enters the valley of Lake Nameless. There are thousands of lakes in this area which also remain unnamed so why this ended up with such a moniker is hard to know. On the far side of the lake the track ends at the old sandstone Ironstone hut, probably named after the dominating mountain of the same name in the range to the east. We had had quite a cold night at Lady Lake hut and the wind, even at this time, around 11am, was still chilly so we hid on the sunny side of the hut and had an early lunch.
Now the task was to follow the 'roughly cairned' route from the hut to Zion Gate at the start of the Walls of Jerusalem. Chapman's guides say it should take about 10 hours to do the 15km trek so we set off with all eyes peeled for cairns. Peter, one of our group, had done this walk some 5-6 years before and by sending the keen-eyed young ones ahead they managed to find the route by following the cairns successfully. So what did we do? We immediately started following the cairns which led to the summit of the hill behind the hut, Forty Lakes Peak. Three quarters up this slog, we realised what was happening and made a beeline back to the easier slopes on the far side of the hill. And sure enough, within a few minutes we started picking up cairns which were where we expected them to be.
We were actually trying to follow these cairns because this was the route taken by a Mr Ritter in the days when cattle were driven up to the Walls of Jerusalem for summer grazing. Apparently it stayed away from the boggier sections and also met the long tarns, the watery split in the plain ahead, at the sweet spot for a crossing.
The map I include in this story actually shows Ritters Track but at the time, we only had a rough idea of where it went. Because of this, I had penned a route across the plain which we thought would always be a backup in case we lost the cairns.
Having made good progress following the cairns, we seemed to be heading too far south and it was then I remembered Chapman's other warning that there was another cairned route which veered off to the south and whose destination was Lake Pillans. Were we on this track?
We didn't know so to be sure we backtracked and started following our artificial route (the blue line on the map). After about 7kms of avoiding swamps, tarns and rocky hills, we found ourselves at the side of a beautiful tarn which had some lovely grassy areas - just perfect for a camp spot. And it was about 4:30 by this stage so we decided to camp, bathe our feet in the cool clear water of the tarn and prepare for our night in.
Next morning we wandered up the hill in front of us, avoiding tarn after suspended tarn and then descending into boggy valleys, always still looking for the mysterious cairns. We skirted Lake Gwenty, accidently discovering a long forgotten stone semi-circular fisherman's shelter and a nearby camping spot right on the lake. A pad leading around the lake fooled us into thinking it would go on but it disappeared as we had expected.
We lunched at the lovely Pencil Pine Tarn and found ourselves mid afternoon standing over the view of the Long Tarns. Oops, had we got the crossing place wrong because it sure looked like we had lots of water in front of us. Luckily our trusty blue path suggested a crossing was possible a short distance to the north so we belted down to it.
Crossing wasn't too hard except we had a close call when the last of our group, Laura, slipped and was grabbed by Peter, who also started to slip and then grabbed by me. We all fell apart in fits of laughter when we had fallen onto dry land on the other side. A moment of abandoned joy!
The time was getting on and so we only walked a little further to a viewing platform which revealed a delightful Lake Nutting in front of us, complete with a fur forest of pencil pine on one side and a small camping area right next to a small tarn just behind us. Mt Jerusalem, where we were headed tomorrow, could be seen dominating the skyline to the south.
After another wonderful night under the stars, even though it was too cold to spend any more time out than was necessary, we started the last half day up and down scratchy hills and swamps again until we approached the last descent to the creek at Zion Gate. Time for lunch on an actual track, well of sorts, and then off to Dixon's Kingdom and Lake Ball for a night's rest. Almost immediately we started on the track we came across the first of four tiger snakes that we were to see along the route.
After I got home I discovered I had a map of the area which showed Ritters Track but I wouldn't have missed what we did for anything,cairn or no cairn.
Walkers: Rob WIldman (70), Chris Smith (69), Peter Laffan (63), Laura Espinosa (45)
Walk Dates: Feb 2nd - Feb 5 (for this section).