VICTOR-Y IN SIGHT

Clearly, Terrace Falls aren’t meant to be found.  I checked my guide book.  Lots of times.  I followed my GPS.  Clearly it really didn’t have a clue.  There’s supposed to be a carpark but where in Hades it was located was a mystery to us all.  The only thing I came across was a deadContinue reading “VICTOR-Y IN SIGHT”

A LEAP OF FAITH

It’s so refreshing for the mind though, having to find ways where there are none, noting every footfall, testing each fallen branch because some are wont to crumble and feeling the natural softness of a bed of fallen leaves.

“….DON’T TELL ME YOUR SURNAME IS SMITH!”

It was raining, not hard, but the drizzle was constant.  There’s something about being in the forest when it’s wet.  Drips on the flowers, colours highlighted in the wet, the splash of footsteps, the quiet.  It’s all there, you just have to notice it. I was north of Lawson, hoping to find St. Michaels FallsContinue reading ““….DON’T TELL ME YOUR SURNAME IS SMITH!””

THE DAY THAT SUCKED

12, 13.  I don’t know why we count….actually, yes I do.  It’s because you want to tell people afterwards; boast a little (14, 15) and get some brownie points for being so silly in the first place (16).  Yet there’s nothing glamorous about it, the rise and fall and the probing nature is, in someContinue reading “THE DAY THAT SUCKED”

DEGREES OF BEING LOST

Tracking through a regular newspaper I get on line I came across this fascinating, and tragic, article.  It started out with details of how a 66 year old experienced female hiker went for a comfort stop whilst walking the famed Appalachian Trail in the U.S.A.  She went about 80 paces off trail as she usuallyContinue reading “DEGREES OF BEING LOST”

IT ROCKS

There was no-one.  In fact, the previous time I’d camped overnight and left early, the golden hour in fact.  The light was exquisite, the temperature cool, the trail enticing and I was alone; but that was decades ago. The ragged rock faces, weathered over millennia, seemed not to have changed as I got into myContinue reading “IT ROCKS”

UP AND AWAY

WOOLPACK AND CATHEDRAL ROCKS It made a frightening noise; so frightening that I recall seemingly jumping nearly as high as where the branch had come from.  How lucky was I that it was 50 metres behind me though the odds were definitely in my favour that it would miss me.  Still, I couldn’t help butContinue reading “UP AND AWAY”

MINNEHAHA, A GEM IN THE CANYON

It was raining, only raining seems an overstatement.  The Blue Mountains were in a cloud, literally.  It was a precursor to what was to come, according to the weather bureau.  I’d considered doing something in the morning, casing Leura and trying to find out when Leura Cascades would be re-opening, but to no avail.  SoContinue reading “MINNEHAHA, A GEM IN THE CANYON”