Monday 11 – Thursday 14 March 2019
Photos by Ian, Wendy and Mary
Simon, Mary, Bronwyn, Wendy, Leader Ian and Rudy at the start of pack walk.
Ian surveys Doubtful Creek Valley.
The Jagungal Wilderness is a large 66,300 hectare slab of Kosciusko National Park between Guthega, the Tooma Road and the Eucumbene River valley. It straddles part of the Great Dividing Range and has a prominent peak, Mt Jagungal, which at 2,061 metres asl is the 7th highest in Australia. Jagungal was declared wilderness in 1992.
Upper Geehi River catchment, Mt Jagungal in the distance.
A slight pause.
Doubtful Creek Valley
The topography is undulating to hilly with typical Australian alpine and sub alpine vegetation. It is the open snow grass “plains” and broad valleys with snow gum capped ridges which is the big attraction to bushwalkers. Six club members – Bronwyn, Simon, Rudy, Wendy, Mary and Ian went to have a four day look.
Arriving at Cesjacks Hut on the first afternoon.
Interior of Cesjacks Hut.
Starting on the eastern side near Cesjacks Hut, and in a broad anticlockwise oval circuit around Mt Jagungal, we followed Doubtful Creek to Grey Mare Fire Trail (which is also part of the Australian Alps Walking Track), and returned via the Strumbo Range and McAlister Saddle. This is a distance of approximately 35 kilometres, about half of it on fire trail and we were walking in the 1600-1800 metres asl elevation range. We camped in the open, ignoring the few huts which were en route or within distance.
First camp, Bogong Creek.
Welcome warmth at the end of the day.
Ian finds a sheltered spot for the night.
Simon’s home from home.
South of Mt Jagungal, the open plains and low hills, interrupted by small outcrops of granite boulders, were a delight to walk and offered endless views. We often stopped to soak it in but, interestingly, it was almost monotonous. After a while, even the very occasional minimal remains of an old grazing fence or a dray track became a point of interest. In the absence of any other significant topographical features (apart from Mt Jagungal which always loomed in the background), it also meant that, to remain on an intended path, forensic map and compass navigation was required.
Rare fence post and wire, a reminder of the grazing era.
Check, check, check.
No rest for Ian, always checking his map.
Making sure once again.
At McAlister Saddle we were very close to that significant location where the catchments of the three major river systems of the Australian Alps meet – the Murray, Murrumbidgee and Snowy Rivers. We had to remind ourselves there is nowhere else on the planet and we felt privileged to be there.
It was pleasing to see quite a bit of insect activity, particularly grasshoppers and, thankfully, nothing that also wanted a piece of us, such as the dreaded March flies. One particularly colourful large grasshopper deserved a close look. We saw a White Lipped Snake (Drysdalia coronoides) and the much larger Highland Copperhead Snake (Australeps ramsayi), lots of evidence of crustaceans on the boggy flats, and the remains of a Bush Rat (Rattus fuscipes). Birdlife was a bit sparse but an occasional Scarlet Robin among the Snow Gums provided a splash of colour.
View from Strumbo Hill.
Ian explains the meeting of three rivers.
Conga line across the plains.
Mary drifts past Mt Jagungal.
There was evidence of extensive feral pig diggings on the eastern side, though not much of it was recent. The only evidence of brumbies was one pile of horse dung, again on the eastern side.
In contrast, we saw no one else and, apart from the Grey Mare Fire Trail, two huts, a meteorological station, a campfire site, and the afternoon jet trails of the Sydney/Melbourne commuters, no other evidence of recent human activity. But, this area, like much of the alpine areas, was grazed until 1958 and bits of fencing wire remain in some places.
Crossing the Geehi River.
Plenty of water to negotiate.
‘Honeymooners’ on the Greymare Trail.
Two tracks meet.
Interesting vegetation patterns in the bogs.
Lots of potential to twist an ankle on the plains.
Off the fire trail, walking was distinctly slower, always potentially ankle rolling and requiring good leg strength. Despite their appearance, the snow grass plains are rarely an even surface. Constantly adjusting each foothold during the walking took its toll and a few of us developed foot issues, particularly heel blisters.
Waist high shrub.
Shoulder high for our tallest walker Rudy, eye level for some of us.
Shrub and hills unending.
To add some spice to the walking, in some areas, particularly away from cold air drainage and frost hollows, a waist to shoulder high heathy scrub considerably slowed progress as we had to push and pick our way through it. The heath appears to have proliferated since the 2003 high intensity fires which razed the entire area.
Wendy relaxing at morning tea.
Group of 6 on one of those grassy plains.
Rudy and Wendy.
Simon steels himself for the lift.
More water crossing.
Despite a slower than planned progress, this walk was successful. It was a taster to see what Jagungal Wilderness had to offer. We enjoyed it very much and we will go back, particularly to sample areas to the south.
The sun setting casts a brilliant light.
Nearly back at the cars.
Simon lifts up his heels as the cars come into sight.