I had to put the alarm on this morning in order to wake up in time to get the little motor boat across the water. It was absolutely icy cold, and the inflatable sides of the boat were covered in frost, making the ten-minute trip a bit damp. At the other side of the water we had to wait for the rest of the group, who hadn't woken up quite so early, but in the end decided to start walking to keep warm.

The trip was about an hour and a half each way, up to a waterfall and past a lake. The path was well-maintained but the recent storms had laid huge trees across the way. As the pioneers, we found ways round the obstacles, crawling through the undergrowth, and leaving arrows on the path to indicate to those following us the best direction to take. It was a very pretty track, sunless at this time of year and therefore lovely and crispy, with crunch leaves and mud around. We arrived at the waterfall, which was about four miles from the start, and took photos from the little wooden suspension bridge. The return journey was along the same path, but slightly downhill, so we got back to the boat ramp in a little under an hour and a half. We had to wait in the cold for the rest of the party, because the hostel lady had the radio to call for the boat, so we watched the tide coming in at a surprising rate. Freezing, we jumped in the boat when it arrived and headed straight for the showers when we got back to the hostel.

After a large pizza and some big chunky chips we went out to the pub because I haven't heard any news for a week or so. The car wouldn't start - the battery was completely dead - so we decided to walk instead. It was about a mile down the road and, with Mikey's torch waving skills, very dark. (Admittedly, the torch batteries were also a bit tired, but they don't get all the blame!) After a beer (for Mikey) at the pub and an episode of the Simpsons, we found out that the news wouldn't be on for another three hours. Someone put some heavy metal on the jukebox and turned up the volume, prompting us to go back to the hostel. After a quick bit of emailing, we read until the lights went out, and, with the promise of the road being open in the morning, slept very well.