Day 2 of the Kangaroo Island was supposed to begin with a bush walk. It all seemed to go according to plan as we made our way to Flinders Chase National Park and started off on a dusty red trail leading into a forest like area. You could hear a stream nearby as we made our way through the bush.
Once we hit the water, it became very obvious we would have to make our own way to the beach by climbing on/over/around rocks that were scattered everywhere. Even though my heart was filled with hesitation (I had images of tripping and falling as I’m slightly accident prone), I trekked upwards and onwards. I jumped over rocks and scaled them as required. I may have even slipped on one only to find myself in a fight with a branch hidden behind another rock – I won’t say who won but I think the bruise and scrape on my knee is all to telling. On the verge of throwing in the towel, the hidden beach was within sight. Phew. It was beautiful and worth every exhausting moment it took to get there.