Michael (Ubique)'s Story

After an abrupt end to my service in Afghanistan – I never felt closure or thought I would experience the value of mateship again.

As I descended down our first hill to a very refreshing river crossing from Owers’ Corner, I started to question what I got myself into with my losses and a visual impairment. Supported by only a good mate, the group started off segregated to triumph their own physical and mental challenges not really knowing who was who. However, by day two the group started to form strong bonds with selected individuals and people were reflecting on the historic value of the track with one another.

Empowered by the magnificent and spiritual views and the hardship of crossing swamps and undulating terrain, one could not become emotionally venerable throughout the track when reflecting on the heroic stories and hardship of the Australian Digger in 1942…

To be enriched by the experience of tracking from Owers’ Corner to Isurava, to be at the Isurava Memorial on ANZAC Day, was only amplified by the stories shared and reflected on in front of the four granite pillars: courage, endurance, mateship, and sacrifice.

I got closure from starting and finishing an experience that is difficult to express with a selected few that I can now call friends. I felt mateship from strangers helping me down cliffs and witnessed mateship by people offering support to one another across the track… A ‘great and influential’ experience!

The Kokoda Track is a ‘must’ do – to accomplish fears to making newfound friends: Thank you Kokoda Historical.

APR 2015