It is unlikely that the damage to my mountain bike frame will be accepted as a warranty replacement. And it’s also unlikely that the matter will be resolved before I board a plane for Tasmania on Christmas Day.
But with disappointment comes opportunity. So I am now mentally preparing to walk as much of the 480km Tasmanian Trail as I can in a 15 day window. Sure, it’s not a wilderness walk but I am drawn by the squiggly line that bisects the Apple Isle. And there’s a certain simplicity that comes with putting one foot in front of the other. Not to mention the satisfaction of walking what most people consider a challenging ride.
Unlike the Great North Walk, I will do this trip with a lightweight 30+4L pack taking advantage of shops along the way so I only have to carry 2-3 days food at a time.
Yes, there are “better” walks that can be completed in Tasmania. But none of them are calling me like the Tasmanian Trail is. And yes, I have been offered the loan of some mountain bikes. But something tells me that I might be meant to travel this road on foot. My own little end-of-year pilgrimage.