We got to the fork in the track, where we could either take the 30 minute tidal crossing at sea level or the 2 hour track around the inlet up and down the hills. This is where we messed up. As we were running late, from swimming and drying, we assumed we were already cutting it a bit close to catch low tide for the crossing. We passed a boy coming from that direction, and so we stupidly put the decision to him: "Do you think we can make it?"