Hiking the Three Capes Track

The Three Capes Track opened to the public in December 2015 and takes you on a truly wild adventure across some of Tasmania’s (and the world’s) most stunning wilderness. Over 46km and split across 4 days, the experience encompasses access to the Port Arthur Historic Site, an adrenaline fuelled boat trip, 3 nights accommodation in some pretty swanky eco cabins and of course, a chance to get up close and personal with the Capes themselves.

Each day, you carry your life with you. This includes all of your own food, your sleeping bag and any other essentials (see the packing list for full details). To minimise your impact on the environment, whatever you take in, you take out with you; which means all of your rubbish, so pack minimalistic and mindfully.

Day 1: Port Arthur – Surveyors

4km / 1 hour boat ride + 2 hours walk / Fitbit stats: 14,227 steps

Day 1 begins at Port Arthur Historic Site where you sign in, collect your important information and probably remember you’ve forgotten to pack your toothbrush. When booking your walk, you have the choice between two time slots for the boat ride.

Ever the enthusiastic types, myself and Yasmin opted for the earlier time. To our delight, we found that out of the small group of just 13 who had booked onto our walk, we were the only two who would be taking the boat that morning – what a score!

TIP– Many folks opt to use their free access to the site as a way to kill time before they catch their boat. I suggest taking a whole day to look around Port Arthur, it’s bloody huge and there is a lot of ground to cover and information to take in. If you are in the area a few days before your walk, let the friendly people in the visitor centre know who you are and they will happily let you come in early and free of charge.

If this doesn’t work for you, when you sign in on the day of your walk, you will be given a card allowing you free access for the next 2 years anyway! Port Arthur is an incredibly beautiful spot for a place with such a brutal history and you will become immersed in the fascinating stories, old buildings and tranquil gardens. Be sure to make use of the free guided walks and boat ride whilst you are there too.



Soon we were greeted by our awesome captain, Kane and boarded our ‘private’ boat. He took us around the coastline where we explored caves and sandy beaches, watched albatross and sea eagles in their element and got a glimpse of Cape Raoul and Tasman Island. Kane had a wealth of knowledge and you could really feel his passion for this salty, unpredictable environment.



TIP – Although named the Three Capes Track, at this stage, Cape Raoul is only witnessed from a distance and not actually part of the walk itself (I found this to be slightly misleading). You can do a separate hike to this cape, you’ll find more info here.

The weather was on our side as we pulled in to Denmans Cove and the crystal clear waters sparkled invitingly as we hopped off the boat and waved our captain off. As he disappeared, a sudden realisation hit us both, this was it; we were alone, stranded on a secluded beach, it was like an episode of Survivor!



We sat on the sand and took some time to take it all in and contemplate the next 4 days. I felt both excited and apprehensive, my main worry was about being hungry and not having enough food.

After a quick pee behind a rock, we set off. The walk followed the coastline south, gradually climbing uphill through eucalyptus forest and heathland. This was our first experience of hiking with large backpacks and almost immediately we were both feeling the effects of an added 12kg.



It took about 2 hours to reach our accommodation, Surveyors. The cabin is bigger than you’d expect. It has the capacity to house 48 people per day, so with just 13 of us booked on, we had the run of the place. The kitchen(s) are cosy and well equipped, the mattresses are comfy and even the long drop toilets are pretty luxurious!



TIP– Make sure you take a torch with you, as there are no lights in the bedrooms or bathrooms. A head torch would be your best bet; I discovered that peeing with a phone torch isn’t the easiest.

At each cabin you are greeted by a live-in ranger who is there to make sure you don’t burn the place down, answers all your annoying questions and brief you on the following days walk.

So, after choosing our room, dropping our packs, glugging back a cuppa soup and chilling out on the deck overlooking Cape Raoul with ranger Robin, the remaining 11 walkers began to filter through and the sun began to set. That night we made new friends, played games and felt really, really damn hungry.

Day 2: Surveyors – Munro

11km / 4 hours / Fitbit stats: 19,756 steps

We awoke to torrential rain. Sheets of it battering the cabin and surrounding landscape. The view we had admired the previous night was now almost gone. For breakfast we ate a small sachet of porridge each, jazzed up with some nuts and dried fruit. I could have cried.



We were the last to leave. As we waited for a break in the rain, Yas took advantage of Robin’s pack-fitting expertise and I waterproofed as much of myself and my pack as possible, unintentionally making myself look like an extra-terrestrial being carrying some weird space pod on my back.

As soon as the rain stopped, we were outta there! After 3 whole minutes of enthusiastic marching the heavens opened once more and in a split second we looked like we had just taken a dip in the ocean. My trousers were sticking to my legs, the tops of my socks were wet, water was running down my sleeves and my hair was sticking to my face. The enthusiastic marching turned into more of a sad, shuffle as we dipped in and out of more forests and across moorland. Then came the thunder, and the shuffling reverted back to marching, but this time with a rocket up each of our asses.





The rain did eventually turn to drizzle and things began to slowly clear a bit as we climbed Arthurs Peak and Crescent Mountain, leaving us with some lovely coastal views.




It was then back down into more forest as we hit the home straight. At some point, a helicopter flew right over our heads, giving us an indication that we were close to our next hut, Munro. Our steps quickened as we fantasised that it might be dropping off some extra food for us.

Although not the longest, I personally found day 2 to be one of the hardest days, as we had to carry our packs for the entire 11km (roughly 4 hours). As we reached Munro, we noticed the helicopter perched on the helipad as ranger Ailsa greeted us. I also noticed a lot of faces I didn’t recognise, including a few in uniform. Ailsa then informed us that three women who had been out on The Blade at Cape Pillar, had been struck by lightning. We both gasped and I felt my stomach drop. Thankfully, the ladies were fine and in good spirits, but as a precaution, were airlifted away. Hiking to The Blade the next day now seemed even more daunting.

The view from Munro

In order to fit into the landscape and cause minimal impact, the layout of Munro is slightly different to Surveyors. The most noticeable difference being the toilets, which require a bit of a walk to get to. This was all well and dandy, until a huge storm hit us (and the rest of Tasmania) that night. The cabin was absolutely hammered by winds that make standing straight virtually impossible. One lady lost a shoe, Yasmin lost a sock and trees lost their branches, dropping them all over the place. Walking to the toilet was now a terrifyingly dangerous, not to mention violating, experience. As you sat there trying to do your business, your feet were in a puddle, rain was pelting you in the face and the wind was coming through the loo and up your bum!

Day 3: Munro – Retakunna via The Blade

17km / 5 hours / Fitbit stats: 28,312 steps

The next morning the storm was gone and the sun had returned. We dropped off our big packs in a shed and began the 4 hour return hike to Cape Pillar and The Blade. The scenery was an ever changing mixture of forest, scrub and dramatic coastline. The views along the way were incredible, especially when Tasman Island came into sight.






Looking over to Tasman Island



When I first saw The Blade from a distance, my first reaction was ‘we have to climb that’!? It juts up into the air almost, aggressively.


You climb it at your own risk and before the hike, your ranger will give you plenty of advice on how to tackle it, if at all (avoid thunderstorms at all costs). The cliffs you stand on and are surrounded by, reach 300m tall and are the highest in the Southern Hemisphere. The drop below you is sheer, one trip or slip and you’re a goner. Reaching the top and peering over will be something I’ll never forget.





Then it was back the way we came.




We returned to the shed to get our packs, had a quick bite to eat back at Munro and then traipsed for a further hour to our next cabin, Retakunna.


This last cabin is set amongst the scrub at the base of Mt. Fortescue and it was here that Yas and I almost died of happiness when we discovered food left by other walkers and saw our first wild wombat.

Day 4: Retakunna – Port Arthur via Cape Hauy and Fortescue Bay

14km / 6 hours / Fitbit stats: 28,539 steps

Today was the big day. Though our booklet recommended 4.5-5 hours walking time, our ranger Rachael advised us that other hikers had been taking at least 6. With a bus to catch at 2pm, we were up in the dark and hiking by first light. The weather had taken another turn for the worse and storms were predicted for the afternoon, making us feel particularly uneasy about going onto Cape Hauy, so time was constantly on our minds.

The hike begins by climbing the mountain we had been nestled beneath the night before. It’s a tough old climb, but you walk through some of the most stunning rainforest in the world. I felt like Alice in Wonderland; everything around me was covered in bright green moss and pretty mushrooms decorated the trees and ground beneath my feet. The air was cool and misty and the trees helped to shelter us from the downpour. We really were in a rainforest.




After about an hour of climbing it was then back down the other side and along the coastline until we eventually hit the junction. This is where you have the option to drop your heavy packs on a bench and do a side hike off to Cape Hauy or continue heading on to Fortescue Bay. With plenty of time to spare, Cape Huay was a go. Never in my life have I climbed, let alone seen so many steps!




The nasty weather was on our heels the entire time and just as we reached the lookout, it got really, really bad. We sure as hell weren’t going to miss a glimpse at the famous Totem Pole though!



For the second time, I was soaked through. We hurried back to the junction (as fast as one can manage on that many steps), refuelled, reloaded and plodded on, wet and exhausted.

The last hour felt like an eternity and with more steps, I honestly thought my legs were going to give up on me at one point. I even contemplated taking a quick nana nap in the middle of the track. When the pristine sands of Fortescue Bay finally came into view, we gave it that one last push and reached the bus stop looking like two half drowned war heroes. Victory!



The Three Capes Track was the most challenging, exhausting, exhilarating and unforgettable 4 days and 46km of my life. For me, it was more than just a hike; it was also a personal journey. Some may find it a walk in the park, others may struggle to get to the first cabin (I fall somewhere between these two). It tested my self-confidence, it taunted me but didn’t discriminate me, it pushed my boundaries by showing none of its own (literally, those cliffs are sheer!), it made me feel big and small at the same time and it battered me and indulged me. What a wild ride!


I took the bare minimum because I didn’t want to sacrifice the weight of my pack. In hindsight I would have taken more. Some people did take fresh food, which seemed to keep fine in the cold weather. Remember, what you carry in, you also have to carry out!

Take baby wipes – there is only 1 cold shower at the Munro cabin, so they make going unshowered for 3 days feel more acceptable (it was too cold at the time to even consider the outdoor shower!)

Bring a waterproof cover for your backpack – if it doesn’t already have one built in of course. Tassie weather is incredibly changeable and in the colder months chances are you will get wet! The last thing you want is to not have a dry pair of clothes to change into after a hard days hike.

Don’t forget cutlery, a bowl, a mug (cooking equipment is provided) and re-sealable bags for all your rubbish.

Each cabin has built-in USB ports to charge cameras and phones etc. so no need to bring any plugs!

For more info and to book your hike, visit the website.

7 Comments Add yours

  1. CAmilla says:

    Wow an amazing picture in words of your journey along with some great photography. Also well done for an amazing achievement .


  2. Anne says:

    Amazing photos! Bad luck with the torrential rain but I guess it all adds to the experience 🙂

    I also liked how you included fitbit stats!

    Recently did the trek as well, you can check it out here: http://www.annehoang.com.au/photoblog/three-capes-track-tasmania/

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