Why Your Child Stops Walking on Every Hike (And What To Do About It)
- Rosie Danks
- 4 hours ago
- 5 min read
If every family hike seems to end the same way…
Your child starts whining, they suddenly “can’t walk anymore,” you’re carrying a backpack, trying to encourage little legs that have completely checked out, and wondering why you bothered in the first place.
You’re not alone.
But here’s the thing…
By the time your child is refusing to walk, you’re already in the middle of the problem.
The better question isn’t, “How do I stop the whining?”
It’s…
What happened before you even laced up your boots?
The whining is usually a symptom, not the problem
Whenever someone tells me their child refuses to walk on every hike, my first questions aren’t about what happened on the track.
I ask things like:
What time of day did you leave?
Did you talk about the hike in the days beforehand?
Has your child actually done much walking before?
Did they know what to expect?
Because the preparation you do before you leave home often determines whether the day feels like an adventure… or an ordeal.
Leave yourself plenty of time
One of the best things you can do is leave early enough that you’re not watching the clock all day.
If you’ve got lunch booked, errands to run or somewhere you need to be afterwards, you’re already putting pressure on yourself.
Kids pick up on that.
Instead, choose a day where your only job is to enjoy being outdoors together.
When you’re relaxed, you’re more patient.
You’ll happily stop to throw rocks into a river.
You’ll poke sticks through moss.
You’ll spend ten minutes looking for bugs because your child thinks it’s the most fascinating thing in the world.
That’s what they’ll remember.
Not how quickly you got back to the car.
Prepare the child before you prepare the backpack
My two kids couldn’t be more different.
If I tell one of them we’re going for a walk, they’re practically at the front door with their shoes on before I’ve finished the sentence.
The other needs warming up to the idea over a few days. So that’s exactly what we do.
We talk about:
Where we’re going.
How long the walk might be.
Whether there’ll be bridges to cross.
What snacks we’ll pack.
What they might want to wear.
By the time hike day arrives, it’s no longer a surprise.
It’s something they’ve already been imagining.
If they know it’s something they can achieve, it doesn’t feel nearly as daunting.
Don’t train for the hike on the hike
One mistake I see all the time is expecting kids to suddenly walk much further than they ever have before.
If your child isn’t used to walking around the block, it’s probably unrealistic to expect them to happily hike up a hill just because Mum wants to see the view.
Instead, build up gradually.
Walk to the local playground.
Walk to the dairy or the shops.
Do a loop around the neighbourhood.
Take the longer route home.
They’re little training missions they don’t even realise they’re doing.
Most phones and watches now track distance too. Use that.
If your child comfortably walked 2.5 kms around town last weekend, you’ve now got something real to compare against when you’re choosing your next hike.
You’re not guessing anymore.

What if they still refuse to walk?
Let’s say you’ve done all the preparation.
You’ve planned well.
You’ve packed enough snacks.
You’ve left early.
And halfway along the track your child announces they’re done.
First…
Stay calm.
If you’ve left yourself plenty of time and don’t have anywhere else to be, it’s much easier to do exactly that.
Stop.
Have a break.
Pull out the snacks.
Then pull out the secret squirrel lolly treats you’ve been hiding for exactly this moment.
Sit on a log.
Throw rocks into the river.
Poke sticks at moss.
Let everyone reset.
And if, after all that, you decide to turn around?
That’s okay too.
Too many adults get summit fever.
Adults become so focused on reaching the destination that they ignore what’s happening right in front of them.
Experienced trampers know that sometimes the smartest decision is to turn around before things unravel.
The same applies when you’re hiking with kids.
If you’ve walked far enough that you can’t even see the car anymore… You’ve already had an adventure.
You got outside.
You explored together.
That’s a win.
A hike I’ll never forget
I remember taking my youngest on her very first overnight tramp. It was a track I’d already done twice with my oldest.
Just 3.5 kilometres.
A couple of muddy puddles.
A small hill.
A few creek crossings.
A cosy little hut.
Perfect for little legs.
We’d spent weeks preparing. We’d been doing local walks that distance and longer. Making sure clothes fitted. Checking footwear was comfortable. Planning food everyone would actually eat.
The walk into the hut was perfect. Everything went exactly to plan. Although, I did have to rescue the next day’s lolly bag from another adult in our group who didn’t realise we’d only finished the EASY half.
Tomorrow was the real challenge.
After a night in a different bed. After an exciting day. After what probably wasn’t the world’s best sleep, the walk out was always going to be harder.
The next morning we packed up and headed home. We crossed the creeks. Stopped for breaks. Made it through the muddy puddles.
Then, about halfway back… Those little legs were done.
We stopped.
We rested.
The yoghurt raisins stopped working.
The lolly snakes stopped working.
She’d simply emptied the tank.
Before that trip we’d had one rule. We’d only go tramping when everyone could carry themselves the whole way. And if they completed it under their own steam, they could get a treat.
Sure, when kids are toddlers you pick them up. That’s part of parenting.
But she was nearly four, getting heavy, and we’d spent weeks preparing for this moment.
She wanted that finish-line treat so badly she’d pushed herself right to the limit.
So on that day… I broke my own rule.
I already had about 15 kgs on my back, What’s another 10 kgs of child on your shoulders, huh?
I told her I’d carry her for ten minutes.
Just enough to leapfrog us a little further along the track while she rested.
Were my shoulders and back complaining? Absolutely.
Would I do it again? Without hesitation.
Because she completed her first overnight tramp.
And yes… She still earned her treat. I'm not a monster.
Looking back now, all the planning in the world couldn’t prepare me for that moment.
Sometimes your child simply needs a little boost. And that’s okay.
The part I’ll always remember isn’t that I had to carry her.
It’s what happened afterwards. Once everyone had recovered, caught up on sleep and felt like themselves again… Both kids started asking me one question.
“When are we going on the next one?”
And that’s what matters.
The goal isn’t to raise kids who never complain.
The goal is to raise kids who love being outdoors enough that they want to come back.
So if your family hike doesn’t go perfectly…
If you have to stop more often than you’d planned…
If you end up turning around early…
Or even carrying someone for a few minutes…
You haven’t failed.
You got outside.
You shared an adventure.
And your child is learning that the outdoors is a place where they feel safe, capable and excited to explore again.
That’s a win.



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