On the Old Telegraph Track |
Daniel approaches with caution |
Through to the other side as he comes up the bank |
The first crossing at Gunshot Creek |
Triumphant we all stood at the tree of honour to mark the great crossing, Les leaving behind a stubby holder as their dedication to the iconic crossing. Daniel however jubilant realised that his car had suffered a very minor 'Gunshot wound!' Nothing a cut and polish wouldn't be able to fix in Melbourne we all piled back into the cars to continue the trek. I might have to add that at this stage, we're all getting out of our cars, surveying all the tracks, getting in to waters that have strong currents, can be further than knee deep, muddy, thongs, being ripped off by currents. But it's the safety of the vehicles that is paramount. We've come all this way to get to the top, but yet we still have so much more before we get home so we really do need to be careful at all times.
The second crossing at Gunshot creek |
The ridges along the water falls held within them rock formations over centuries shaping them into small swimming holes. Current was pretty strong as it headed downwards, but the water temperature was warm, I'd say around 23 degrees.
At the top of the 3rd crossing of Gunshot Creek |
That night a fire was called for where we sat to watch the flames roar into the night sky with a million stars in full view above the rainforest canopy. The fire was started with generosity on Daniel's part after he 'found' a felled tree!
Daniel surveying how to approach the track |
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