Into the Heart of History: The Kokoda Trail

The moment I stepped off the plane in Port Moresby, I was greeted by the warm smiles of the Adventure Kokoda team. It was a welcome that set the tone for the next ten days of adventure and camaraderie. As someone who has scaled mountains and trekked through deserts, I was eager to tackle the Kokoda Trail, a path steeped in history and challenge. The first night at Sogeri Lodge was filled with introductions and a briefing that hinted at the epic journey ahead. The anticipation was electric, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins.

Our trek began at Owers Corner, where we met our guides and porters. These men were not just there to carry our gear; they were our lifeline, our support, and our friends. As we inspected the 25-pound artillery gun and listened to Dave, our guide, recite poems that brought the history of the trail to life, I felt a deep connection to the past. The stories of the diggers who fought and died here were palpable, and I knew this trek would be as much a mental journey as a physical one.

The Struggle and the Triumph

The Kokoda Trail is not for the faint-hearted. Each day presented new challenges, from the steep climb to Imita Ridge to the relentless heat and humidity. But with every step, I felt the encouragement of our guides, Dave and Jake, who never let us falter. Jake’s words of motivation at our lowest points were like a lifeline, pulling us through the toughest sections of the trail. The camaraderie among our group was unbreakable, forged in the shared struggle and triumph of each day’s trek.

The porters were nothing short of angels. Their respect and encouragement were unwavering, and as a woman, I felt completely at ease in their presence. My porter was attentive, ensuring I was hydrated and comfortable, and their laughter and stories about their culture added a richness to the experience that I will never forget. The food along the trail was plentiful, a testament to the care and planning that went into every aspect of this journey.

A Journey Beyond Expectations

One of the highlights of the trek was the extra day spent exploring the plane wrecks at Lake Myola. This was a unique experience offered by Adventure Kokoda, and it added an unexpected layer of adventure to our journey. Standing beside the wreckage of the American P40 Kittyhawk fighter aircraft, I was reminded of the sacrifices made during the war and the resilience of those who fought here.

The solemn Dawn Service at the Isurava Memorial was a poignant moment, a time to reflect on the journey and the history that surrounded us. As the sun rose, casting a golden light over the memorial, I felt a profound sense of gratitude for the opportunity to walk this trail and honor the memory of the diggers.

As we returned to Port Moresby, I knew this adventure had changed me. The Kokoda Trail is more than just a trek; it’s a journey through history, a test of endurance, and a celebration of the human spirit. For those seeking an adventure that challenges both body and soul, I cannot recommend the Kokoda Adventure enough. It’s an experience that will stay with you long after the trail has ended.