In February 2013 I ventured to move from Southern Tasmania into the middle of a scorching Far North Queensland summer. Here I find myself three-and-a-half years later, having returned to Tasmania in the midst of a harsh Tasmanian winter. What better initiation, than to hike through an elevated plateau guaranteed to serve up some of the harshest conditions in the state? Today Dad and I are driving a car each from Hobart to Lake St Clair, where (after an entirely agreeable coffee) one car is left in the carpark, the other is our transport to the northern end of the famous through walk known universally as the Overland Track. At this time of year, desirable walking weather can be difficult to come by. During our drive, a significant amount of rain plasters the region. The forecast for the next two or three days is for much less precipitation, so we have hopefully timed our departure to coincide with some relatively not-too-terrible weather.