Sample of material written inside the diary:
The Kokoda Trail is an ancient ninety six-kilometre native track that crosses over Papua New Guinea's spinal Owen Stanley Range and is a concertinaed jumble of razor edged peaks, with unbelievably steep ascents totalling 5,500m and descents of a similar figure.
This rugged terrain is made up of abrupt mountain gorges, delightful gurgling creeks, fast flowing rivers, breathtaking views and the myriad greens that make up a tropical jungle.
Distance is seldom calculated. You think only of the time it takes to reach the top of the next mountain or the following creek crossing.
The country constantly changes: from rainforests with towering trees entwined with creepers and studded with orchids,jungles of ferns, eerie moss forests, open grassland, to dry lake beds and each day on the trail maintains an excitement of the unknown and unexpected.
Join this with 5-degree nights and 15-degree noons (this is in the swnmermonth of December) at an altitude of2190m and you have a truly magical setting.
That is if you are trekking in the dry, with adequate provisions, carriers to look after your pack, cook your meals, pitch your tent, and help you not get lost. And without a well trained, determined enemy to contend with. The very thought of fighting in this type of country is difficult to comprehend.
The Track has the capacity to bring out the emotion in you, whether from the realisation of the unimaginable hardships endured by the soldiers in 1942, or from a greater understanding of your inner self.
It leaves a mark on all who walk it. Inside the Front Cover:
From now on will be logged in as "Boss Meri" which is how I am referred to by our PNG Staff