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Mt Anne Circuit   -   21.02.2014

Last year Dedge came to Tassie for 2.5 weeks to do some walking. We started with Frenchman's Cap, then he did the Overland Track a day ahead of me on one of my guiding trips and we wrapped it up with a hike around the Mt Anne circuit.

'Circuit' is a bit of a misnomer since you finish about 10 km down the road from where you started. And to be completely honest, the last part isn't really worth doing unless you enjoy having your skin, clothing and gear ripped to pieces while you scrub bash down a steep mountainside and trudge through muddy button grass, cutting grass and forest, all the while not seeing anything except the 3-m high scrub you're trying to fight through. I'd do the walk again in a heart beat but I'd turn back at Mt Sarah Jane, enjoy the endless views while scrambling along the ridge line and arrive happily back at my car without needing to go for a 10-km jog along the road on swollen knees and bleeding legs.



Lake Pedder from the base of Mt Anne.



Mt Anne in the evening sun. We decided to bag this peak in the morning, given the amount of daylight left (I should have known better, I've made this mistake before), but were totally fogged in. I guess I'll be back to climb it another day.



Fog blowing past The Notch, as seen from Shelf Camp.



Mt Lott with Sarah Jane in the distance and Lake Judd below.



Mt Anne after the fog lifted.



Lott's Wife from The Notch, the 'crux' of the route. The Notch, in my humble opinion, is not difficult at all for those comfortable with scrambling.



Looking towards the Arthurs from Mt Lott.



Deep lakes!

Dedge and I set up our next camp on the banks of a lake then ventured out to climb Lott's Wife. The route finding wasn't always obvious but we got to the top in the end.





The Arthurs, Federation Peak, Precipitous Bluff and Sarah Jane from Lott's Wife.



Photo cred: Dedge



Lott's Wife in the evening sun.



We woke up to a magical Southwest Tassie day - fog, mist, mountains.







Dedge's famous hand stand.



Check out the dolerite sitting on top of the sedimentary layer here. I'm not entirely sure what type of rock but it looked like limestone from a distance. Once upon a time that dolerite was like the middle bit of a Vegemite sandwich, oozing between layers of rock the hardening. Weathering wore away the top layer and left it's beautiful columns behind for all of us to see.



The way to the road is down this steep mountainside, across those plains and to the furthest lake (Pedder) in the distance.



Happy to be down.



A 5 minute break before the 10 km run back, in the rain, to get the car, which had a flat tire. Fortunately some nice hikers saw me running with my swollen, cut-up legs and gave me a lift the rest of the way to the car.


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