The Little Eldons

I like the term “Little Eldons”. I first saw it reading Rock Monkey Adventures blog - which incidentally is one of my favourite ways to spend a few hours. The Abels has a whole section on “The Eldons”. Even those that don’t Abel bag have heard of mountains like High Dome, Eldon Bluff and Eldon Peak. But what about the other mountains that scatter the range?

Often referred to as the “lesser” Eldons or the “minor” Eldons in bushwalking circles- Camp Hill, Rocky Hill and Pyramid Mountain may not have the panache of their grander cousins, but nor do they deserve the monikers of being “less-than”.

 

Four of us spent a lovely Easter break exploring the “Little Eldons”. Don’t let the word “Little” lull you into a false sense of security. There is nothing “little” about this beautiful but remote part of Tasmania. The challenges are as grand as the views. The weather is notoriously fickle, the vegetation stunningly beautiful one minute and almost impenetrable the next. And, should one need rescuing it is unlikely to happen quickly. But…

Standing 1000m above sea level as fossils once covered by the ocean crunch under your feet, weaving through ancient forests with trees that have existed untouched for thousands of years or seeing the sky catch on fire reminds you of your own insignificance in the world as we know it. No my friends, there is nothing “lessor or minor” about this place.

Day 1

The Car to Bowl Camp.

If Abel bagging was easy everyone would do it - something I think Ben, Simon, Jess and I would say to ourselves more than once this trip. Invariably almost immediately afterwards we would follow it with “but man look at those views, its totally worth it”! Our four day trip into what has been nicknamed the “Little Eldons” was certainly character building.

Day 2

Pyramid Mountain.

Today would be the longest day of our multi-day adventure to the Little Eldons. I joked with friends on our return to civilisation that walking to the actual pyramids in Egypt would have been easier than reaching Pyramid Mountain. Mind you, for all the day’s trials, it is also the adventure that rewarded us with fantastic views, including fiery red and yellow skies as we returned to camp chased by darkness.

Day 3

Part A, Rocky Hill

Rocky Hill would be the easiest side trip on our four-day Easter adventure. It really was just a hop, skip and jump from our camp in the Pencil pine-lined amphitheatre below. Having climbed to the saddle below its eastern spur the day before (on the way to Pyramid Mountain) we knew that a lovely little pad led most of the way from the saddle to its spacious summit.

Day 3

Part B, Camp Hill

We begin our adventure to Camp Hill from the summit of Rocky Hill. The wind was whipping around us as we stood looking to our west, discussing where we might breach Camp Hill’s notorious scrubby guard.