The Overland Track in Tasmania is one of Australia’s best multi-day walks. At 65 kilometres, it generally takes six days to complete. I hooked up with a tour company for the hike back in 2003. The benefit to this was that they supplied three guides, tents, and food. The guides did all the cooking and cleaning and carried all of the tents and food (making our packs significantly lighter).

If you have the chance, this is a must-do walk. For more information on the hike, check out the Tasmania Parks and Wildlife website.

View of Crater Peak from the start of The Overland Track. The crag just to the left of the crater is Cradle Mountain.

View of Crater Peak from the start of The Overland Track. The crag just to the left of the crater is Cradle Mountain.

We climbed up and around the edge of Crater Lake to Marion's Lookout. Because of all the rain, the rocky path we were climbing had basically become a small stream. By the time we came to the upper ridge of Crater Lake, the rain was coming down at about a forty-five degree angle. With the rain, our view of Dove Lake was unfortunately less than spectacular. Crater Lake, however, was still visible and was rather impressive, with a couple of waterfalls visible on the far side.

We climbed up and around the edge of Crater Lake to Marion’s Lookout. Because of all the rain, the rocky path we were climbing had basically become a small stream. By the time we came to the upper ridge of Crater Lake, the rain was coming down at about a forty-five degree angle. With the rain, our view of Dove Lake was unfortunately less than spectacular. Crater Lake, however, was still visible and was rather impressive, with a couple of waterfalls visible on the far side.

A wet lunch at the Kitchen Hut. The rain made it difficult to light the camp stove.

A wet lunch at the Kitchen Hut. The rain made it difficult to light the camp stove.

Dry clothes and a cup of tea after a wet day. Wonderful. About half the group slept in this hut, while the rest of us decided to stay in tents. The next morning we found snow/slush on top of our tents.

Dry clothes and a cup of tea after a wet day. Wonderful. About half the group slept in this hut, while the rest of us decided to stay in tents. The next morning we found snow/slush on top of our tents.

Waterfall Valley. There were some tremendous views from the valley-top. Because of all of the rain and snow, there were a number of waterfalls of varying sizes plunging down the sides of the valleys. The rain on the first two days was actually a good thing as it meant that the reservoirs at the other campsites were full.

Waterfall Valley. There were some tremendous views from the valley-top. Because of all of the rain and snow, there were a number of waterfalls of varying sizes plunging down the sides of the valleys. The rain on the first two days was actually a good thing as it meant that the reservoirs at the other campsites were full.

We left our packs beside the trail and headed down for a closer look at some of the waterfalls. At one of them, the rock wall at the base was deeply incised and it was possible to walk underneath/behind the falls. The lead guide thought this was a good opportunity to rinse off his raincoat and walked directly under the falls.

We left our packs beside the trail and headed down for a closer look at some of the waterfalls. At one of them, the rock wall at the base was deeply incised and it was possible to walk underneath/behind the falls. The lead guide thought this was a good opportunity to rinse off his raincoat and walked directly under the falls.

The clouds roll in new Lake Holmes.

The clouds roll in new Lake Holmes.

The rain had stopped, thankfully, but the wind was raw. We ended up getting caught in some hail, but fortunately it wasn't very hard and didn't last for long.

The rain had stopped, thankfully, but the wind was raw. We ended up getting caught in some hail, but fortunately it wasn’t very hard and didn’t last for long.

Looking out over the Forth Valley.

Looking out over the Forth Valley.

Into the forest. Forest...that means trees...trees...that means roots. Tree roots racing across your path. They're great when you're going up hill (natural steps), but they're also a constant menace (slipping on wet roots or possibly twisting an ankle). As you can see, rocks are also a concern.

Into the forest. Forest…that means trees…trees…that means roots. Tree roots racing across your path. They’re great when you’re going up hill (natural steps), but they’re also a constant menace (slipping on wet roots or possibly twisting an ankle). As you can see, rocks are also a concern.

On the fourth day of the hike we were fortunate to have a brief view of an echidna (a type of anteater).

On the fourth day of the hike we were fortunate to have a brief view of an echidna (a type of anteater).

We eventually camped in a small clearing on the edge of the forest. This provided some absolutely amazing views of Mt. Oakleigh. This photographic was taken about twenty minutes before we reached our campsite.

We eventually camped in a small clearing on the edge of the forest. This provided some absolutely amazing views of Mt. Oakleigh. This photographic was taken about twenty minutes before we reached our campsite.

At 1617 metres, Mt. Ossa is Tasmania's highest mountain with superb far reaching views. One of our guides found a flat rock to relax on.

At 1617 metres, Mt. Ossa is Tasmania’s highest mountain with superb far reaching views. One of our guides found a flat rock to relax on.

As we descended Mt. Ossa, we had a fantastic view of the land we had crossed in the previous days. To the right is Mt. Oakleigh. To the left, Barn Bluff (our first night's campsite). In the centre, Cradle Mountain.

As we descended Mt. Ossa, we had a fantastic view of the land we had crossed in the previous days. To the right is Mt. Oakleigh. To the left, Barn Bluff (our first night’s campsite). In the centre, Cradle Mountain.

After the hike was over, we spent our last night at Lake St. Clair. I woke early and headed down to the lake for one last look.

After the hike was over, we spent our last night at Lake St. Clair. I woke early and headed down to the lake for one last look.

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