The Grose Valley hike, the Blue Mountains, Australia

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On Boxing Day the narrator, feeling “dark and stuck,” borrows a friend’s car and drives the back route to the Blue Mountains west of Sydney. She muses on the region’s blue haze, basalt valleys, 2020 bushfires, and a teenage cousin who died by suicide there. While in Oberon she drinks tea, thinks about the six‑year‑old “I Quit Sugar” venture (23 staff, books, products, eight‑week programme) and the moral compromise of scaling for profit. At a cafe she notices a thirty‑something man in full camouflage sitting on a Jeep bonnet; the image haunts her. She later reaches the Victoria Falls trailhead, spots the same camo man again—now shirtless—sitting on his Jeep. Ignoring the unease, she texts friend Rick, “Creepy dude. If I don’t text in three days, call for help,” attaches a geo‑marker, packs her bag and descends the steep stairs to the valley. She reaches the bottom, follows a winding path, finds a quiet clearing by a river, sets up a tent about 200 m from the makeshift fire, cooks dinner, bathes in the moonlit river, and reads Sebastian Junger’s Tribe by head‑torch, contemplating PTSD, camaraderie, and modern feelings of “unnecessary‑ness.”

At dawn she is woken by loud crashing; two men in their early sixties, teachers on a “spiritual” Sunday hike, emerge laughing at her tangled tent. She pulls the tent free, invites them to breakfast, shares muesli bars and coffee, and they chat about hiking and faith. After they leave she continues, walking the Blue Gum Forest trail, noting the eucalypt oil scent and honey‑laden blossoms. Soon a young, eighteen‑year‑old local appears, admitting he recognizes her from the “green” (her books) and asking how to choose a meaningful career. She tells him her own aimless path—changing degrees, volunteering, community work, writing op‑eds—culminating in “making myself necessary” by filling voids. He finds comfort in the advice. They part at Acacia Flat; the narrator decides to press on upstream.

The next day she climbs a series of waterfalls, exits the valley, finds her friend’s car and drives home, feeling decisive. The narrative then shifts back to her business history: earlier meetings with accountants Harry and Brett, setting a five‑year financial goal of “not becoming a sad sack,” and later reaching that goal unnoticed as the company grew into a fast‑growing startup. After months of board discussions with investors and advisors, she concludes that selling would trap her in a “golden handcuffs” compromising her values. She calls Harry and Brett and announces she will shut down the business and give all assets to charity, sending a brief letter to the community explaining the decision. The act leaves her feeling “lighter and connected,” confirming her commitment to live by the moral principles she preaches.