Our first swim in Amalia Gorge on our return journey from walking up to the waterfall at the end of the trail was probably the most refreshing.
Despite being before 9am, those parts of the gorge that caught the morning sun were already “scorchio”, so we were ready for a plunge in the crystal clear waters after an hour’s walk.
Next was a soak in Zebedee Springs which luckily weren’t too hot, just nicely warm. As we pulled into the car park it sounded like a municipal swimming pool was hidden behind the ferns, with kids shouting and splashing about. Fortunately we found a pool to ourselves above the raucous crowds,
complete with waterfall to massage our shoulders as we lay back and looked up through the foliage to the blue sky.
We had to be out by 12 noon though as the springs are reserved for posh guests and tour parties in the afternoon who don’t want to mix with the general public.
Anne insisted on a quick siesta after lunch (something about being woken up by someone snoring last night, but I think it’s her imagination) before we set off along the circuit through Moonshine Gorge,
the trail eventually rising out through a saddle in the hills with great views across to the Cockburn Ranges.
Hot and sweaty, we gladly jumped into Moonshine creek near the car park to cool off after a few hours in the sun. SPOT
We then had just enough time to pick up ice creams from the station before driving up to Saddleback Ridge in order to watch the sunset, after which we had a quick shower and then headed back to our wild camping spot for the night.
I may have been a bit premature yesterday in saying there were less bugs about in the evening; last night was fine but we now seem to have a plague of the little ones that fly in your eyes, up your nose, in your ears and generally annoy the hell out of you, accompanied by the ever present buzz of mosquitoes. Never have we been so eager to retire to the roof tent which was a pity as the stars were out in force, the best since Cape Peron.
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