The day started before sunrise with a drive up to Telegraph Saddle. This was the starting point for my adventure. It was a big challenge, but that made it all the more appealing; completing what was labelled as a three-day hike in the space of a day.

The first part of the journey was to head out to Sealers Cove.  I had done the Sealers Cove walk almost a decade before, and it was one of my favourite walks at the Prom.

Note: The Sealers Cove walk is currently closed due to damage sustained during the 2021 storms/floods. It is due to be reopened sometime in 2026.

It was a wonderful time of day to be walking as the bush was awakening around me.  The first rays of sunlight reaching through the trees, and the sound of birds beckoning in the break of day. Most of the walk towards Sealers Cove is downhill, which also made it an easier start to what would be a long day of walking ahead. Around a 10km walk, with the last couple of kilometres along a boardwalk (Note: This is the boardwalk that was destroyed in the 2021 floods, which is why Sealers Cove is now not accessible via this route).

Once reaching Sealers Cove, I encountered the first thing that I hd not been expecting - a water crossing.  The creek around Sealers Cove is tidal, meaning that depending on when you arrive, you can either walk straight across, or need to wade through. It was nice to feel the cool water and the sand under my toes after the walk there.

I met a camper who had recently surfaced from her tent and was preparing her breakfast.  We exchanged pleasantries and she asked where I was heading.  When I told her my plans she exclaimed, "In a day?!?" She wished me luck and I was on my way again.

The next destination was Refuge Cove, another couple of hours away, where I intended to stop for lunch. Amongst the beaches at Wilsons Prom it is difficult to select a favourite, but this one, far away from all but the most dedicated hikers, would probably be the one.  Clear blue sea, the finest white sand, and it was a lunch spot I had completely to myself.

After lunch the track started upwards towards Kersops Peak. The elevation of 217 metres places it about the same as the starting point of Telegraph Saddle, but across a much shorter distance it made for quite a steep incline - probably the most difficult part of the walk.  But the view upon reaching the top was worthwhile, being able to see all the way down to the Wilsons Promontory Lightstation (another walk on my bucket list).

After taking in the view it was time to make my way down towards Little Waterloo Bay and Waterloo Bay, quite popular locations for school hiking trips, although given I was walking during school holidays, the campgrounds were empty.

Turning Westward from Waterloo Bay, it was time to cut straight across the Prom, about a three-hour walk across to Oberon Bay. About half way across was a decision point.  At Telegraph Junction, turning North would give me about a two-hour walk back to Telegraph Saddle and my car.  This was always the bail-out point if something were wrong and I needed to cut the walk short.  Thankfully it was still early in the afternoon and I was feeling good. So across to Oberon Bay it was.

It was interesting reaching Oberon Bay.  I had been there many times previously, but always by walking from Tidal River. So it was a strange feeling coming out from tracks I had never walked before to somewhere somewhat familiar. At Oberon Bay a lot of the walk is straight across the beach, which was both softer on my feet than the tracks I had walked for the rest of the day, but also made it slower going as each footstep sunk into the hot white sand.

Upon reaching Little Oberon Bay I really started to recognise the track and feel like I was almost "home". It was just nearing sunset, so I had the opportunity to take a few photos out across Norman Bay, although only stopping for a moment here and there to do so on the side of the track, as I was very much aiming to be back before dark.

I was now on tracks that I had walked a hundred times before.  But after a full day of walking such a distance, they seemed both completely familiar, and yet somehow different.

Just as darkness set in, I was back at our cabin. It was 12 hours and 10 minutes since I had left the car at Telegraph Saddle, a walk of around 48km in 48,918 steps!