Written by Jo Powell
My sister Karen and I headed to Nundubbermere, Queensland last weekend for the Australasian Rogaining Championship — about three hours south‑west of Brisbane and, as we discovered, an event that held a few surprises.
We arrived by bus in the dark, greeted our fellow South Aussies, Shanti and Cath, pitched our tents, and were immediately rewarded with a dinner that could convert anyone to championship rogaining: huge, perfectly cooked beef chunks, roast veg, fresh salad and sticky date pudding with cream – yum! After that feast, sleep came easily.
Morning revealed our first surprise. Instead of the lush Queensland greenery we’d imagined, we woke to rolling hills, brown grass and drought‑stricken trees. The cool air filled quickly with 240 competitors collecting their event bags — maps, an event pen, a flyer for next year’s World Rogaining Championships in SA, and… water purification tablets. Not something you normally get handed in South Australia.






















