This morning we woke up late (its becoming a habit in these remote places…) put on our running shoes and ambled down the dirt path towards the Porter Pass Track. This took us through the bush until we we walking on the edge of the escarpment overlooking the entire valley. We passed rock climbers practising their moves (saw one being airlifted yesterday from our house). Eventually we made a loop back to our house. Things were heating up and the flies were getting to us. Spend the rest of the afternoon shifting position on the couches with the occasional snore. Its been a peaceful Christmas.