Mt Oxford

For the William pike challenge, one of the activities we have to complete in our own time is to climb a mountain, so me and my good pal Anna decided that we'd tackle good old Mt Oxford, the hardest mountain out of all the choices. Yeah.

 So anyway, when Anna called to inform me of the precise date we would be attempting this climb, my dad decided that since Anna's mum Cath would be accompanying us, that he would too.

So that's how we came to be standing at the carpark near the base of the mountain silently blaming each other for getting us stuck in this mess and wishing we had brought jet packs.

As we were plodding along I noted that no matter how puffed my dad was, he always had energy for talking. With dad keeping us entertained, the time flew by and it seemed like no time at all before we emerged out of the trees and sat down to have a lunch break. ( Just joking, it felt like years.)

Anyhow, Once we had finished our lunch we stood up and had a look at our surroundings. Directly in front of us was a small hill, no big deal. However, once we got to the top we encountered another hill, and then another and another. It seemed endless, but just when we were considering calling in a helicopter the summit appeared. 

I scrambled to the top of the last hill and let out a whoop, I had made it. I then turned around and awaited the others.

First came Anna, then Cath and after what seemed like an eternity, Dad, who was a sight for sore eyes. His back was drenched in sweat and he looked like he'd just done 1000 pull ups. So I Laughed uncontrollably for about 30 minutes Congratulated him on a job well done.

The rest of the day went by pretty fast. We fell  skipped down the mountain and bragged about how good our legs felt ( Not ) and then we were back at the very start. Altogether the climb went pretty well, and I would happily do it again.