The next part of our journey was along the
waterfall into a manmade waterhole. The only thing I really need to mention is the flies....we have had swarms of them at every stop since hitting NSW, and here they are the worst.
Sunday morning and we had a bit of a sleep in, then walked up and around the top of the rock and falls, to the swampy areas draining into the creek. We found some very nice small ferny falls, then crossed the creek and scrambled back down the right and side towards the campsite. It was then time for a chilly swim (also try and wash off some of the flies), and I discovered that my sarong had another use, draped over my head to keep the flies off my face while I enjoyed my coffee and biscuit for morning tea. In the afternoon we went for another walk, this time down the creek to where it joined another creek in a gorge.
There was a bit of a track initially, but it soon petered out and we were pushing through dense scrub. The views, once there, were spectacular, as we were perched on a huge rock at the top looking down. We then crossed the creek, and went around further, and higher up, to look directly down the gorge. I disturbed a small brown snake, but was not quick enough to get a photo. We made our way back to the campsite, and spent most of the night as the sole inhabitants.