Half way.

Happened to be wandering around town, wasting time, while Boss Lady was having her eye tested.
Bumped into a couple of lads doing the well known trip, up the map rather than down.

I was able to vouch for their claim to be half way.

Back in the mists of history Fire Service personel used to periodically do the run and kip on either the floor or spare beds in the dormitory (THOSE were the days). They always reckoned that the Clifton Hill Hotel was the half-way point, so since these lads were heading up-the-way they had just cracked it.