Scrambling up the Rimwall on my own – it’s mostly a hike, although with a couple of exciting moments thrown in.
Hiking doesn’t seem to be bothering my knee too much, as long as I take it easy on the descents.
I’d never been up the Rimwall before, so it was good to cover some new terrain. The view back down to Spray Lakes is old and familiar, but at a marginally different angle to previous hikes.
The Sunday Rimwall hike was followed up with another wander up the East End of Rundle on Monday. There the rapture came and took away my hiking companion. It was a lonely hike down.
One day my knee will work again.