We were up and 'at it'...I was going to say early but other than the day before we were never up early and rarely were we 'at it'. Steele Creek loomed and we all felt apprehensive, a bit like a crack commando team about to embark on an improbable mission (well, actually more like three hapless fools who had perhaps bitten off more than they could chew).
It was a gruelling climb out of the Caples Valley, up the mountain side and summitting at the Steele Creek Saddle but to be fair, no worse than the previous day, or maybe I was getting used to having my legs brutalised and my lungs threatening to pop out of my chest.










Eventually we make Steele Creek bivvy, the subject of much speculation throughout the day. OK, it wasn't the Hilton but it was OK. Yeah, a bit nasty but hey...it's a bivvy, right? Better than a rock ledge that comprise some 'bivvies'.
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