Common consensus amongst everyone in the hut was that they were all going to skip Windermere Hut and crack on to New Pelion. This meant that, unless any of today’s starters skipped Waterfall Valley, I was in for a quiet night!
I set off about 8:30 am. It was a short leg of 7.75 km along Waterfall Valley, in and out of the cloud, to Lake Windermere. Before the drop down to the lake, I managed to get my last mobile reception so I sent off a text to let all know I was still alive, and doing OK.
Lake Windermere was beautiful! I stopped at its shore for awhile, in the warm sunshine, and took in the scenery, before heading up to the hut.
There was a ranger here, and so I consoled myself with the knowledge I wasn’t entirely alone.
The afternoon was spent chilling and wandering around the area.
A slight problem surfaced; my Katadyn Water Filter broke and I was now going to have to boil my water for the remainder of the trip. I hoped I had enough gas to last that long! I made a mental note to always carry Chlorine Dioxide tablets for occasions just like this.
Late afternoon, three hikers walked in for a look around. I thought I had companions, but no, they were a group from Cradle Huts; a private tour who get pampered in luxury huts with fine meals and proper beds.
Later, I went for a walk, and met up with a wombat on the path near the campsites. He had no fears of meeting me, and carried on as usual.
Back at the hut, it did seem very lonely. I was starting to imagine I could hear voices, and kept looking out for new arrivals, but no one was there. As darkness fell, I made dinner, and was in my sleeping bag by 8 pm.