“You’ll need to do these for when you’re back walking hills.” I was internally doing fist-pumps at that statement, whilst outwardly playing it cool. I’m certain my physio didn’t notice as she worked on my knee. She was referring to a new set of exercises that are preventative so that I don’t get this all over…
Wet season meditations
It has been raining today.
The Inca Trail – the start of things
When I was a child, my grandmother was a constant traveller. She would go off to distant lands and have adventures, and when she came home all us grandchildren would sit on the floor while she dispensed trinkets and talked about her trip. Archaeology was a particular interest of hers, and her descriptions of the ruins…
Piccaninny Gorge, Purnululu National Park
A hard day’s slog ends with a just reward.
It has been a week since my first knee treatment with Platelet Rich Plasma injections. The news about my patellar tendon was not great, as expected. The benefit from that was the injection at least didn’t hurt. I have had problems with my knee for a few years, namely some missing and torn cartilage that…
Mt Bartle Frere – Western Ascent
This is the trip that first gave me aching knees, so it seems appropriate that it be the first track I discuss here. I’ve been up the mountain three times in all, and each time left me with a lingering physical reminder that I am an all too breakable human.