Showing posts with label Manning Gorge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Manning Gorge. Show all posts

Sunday, 28 October 2012

Four gorges and a tunnel or two

Besides the lack of plumbing, the other big challenge for me was always going to happen when we started to walk, my being more in favour of 'exercise' that involves turning the pages of a book or twisting wool around knitting needles.

Two activities on the itinerary came with warnings: the entrance to Tunnel Creek (“quite challenging”) and the walk up to Emma Gorge waterfall (“medium level of fitness required”). In fact, my level of fitness, while it could and should be better for all sorts of reasons and occasions, was OK for this trip. People in my age bracket would be more likely to find difficulty with flexibility – or lack thereof! The rough terrain was the biggest problem. There were some pathways in Kakadu but in the Kimberley there were virtually none. The tramping of many feet caused earth to compact into a path if there was sufficient soil, but often there wasn't. Instead, what you had was indicators of best routes over stone, ranging from pebbles to boulders.

The steepest walk was quite short – up to the rim of the Wolfe Creek crater – and it did have a defined path, although rocky underfoot once you got to the climb.
Climb to the rim of Wolfe Creek Meteorite Crater
- steeper than this looks


















Both Tunnel Creek and Emma Gorge presented you with boulders for which I found “all fours” better than two feet and a walking pole. I didn't get exhausted anywhere but I was amongst the slowest, in fact the very last down from Emma Gorge.

After negotiating the entrance to Tunnel Creek it was down into the water, up to the top of my thighs – the one day I wore shorts! Dark too, literally a tunnel through the Napier Range with light midway where part of the hill had fallen in – a long time ago, we weren't in (much?) danger ... although you never can tell – there were warnings! On the way out my head torch (a great invention!) picked up the eyes of a crocodile resting on a ledge at water's edge. We didn't bother each other!! And I was too busy watching my footing to worry about the bats overhead. Back in daylight at the far end, the air wasn't thick with butterflies but there were still a few late-season ones about. It was a beautiful spot to have a picnic but you'd need to plan it well. Then back out again, stumbling along tentatively in the watery dark, over the entrance rocks again, and out. Magic!
Outside Tunnel Creek
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We camped one night at Windjana Gorge, getting in too late to see the gorge that evening. We nevertheless walked there and through the tunnel but stopped at that point because we couldn't see too much by torchlight. Funny that! So much better seeing it very early next morning instead – beautiful. Flat, easy access too. The short tunnel hid the beauty from you as you approached so that there was a gasp of delight when the gorge appeared. You can walk some distance but we only loitered close to the access point so didn't have to work too much for that treat. The hardest part was walking in the sand of the river bed, trying without much success to imagine floods of water rushing through.
Windjana Gorge
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Bell Gorge wasn't even on the itinerary. That was one of the fabulous things about this trip .... doing so much more than expected. Another easy walk to what was obviously and understandably a popular swimming spot.
Bell Gorge
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Our group didn't swim at Bell Gorge because we were heading for a swim at Manning Gorge  later in the day, but in between we had a stop at Galvans Gorge (not exactly a difficult walk but you had to concentrate) where some, but not I, swam.

Swimmers at Galvans Gorge
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This is stunningly beautiful country!
Manning Gorge


















Manning Gorge riverbed at sunset




 

Sunday, 23 September 2012

I am swimming

I hadn't swum in years but at Cable Beach at last I got into the bathers I'd bought for the Central Australia visit but didn't use back then. It was wonderful! I was more embarrassed by the colorful bruises on my leg from my slip at Purnululu than by my not being perfect swimsuit material. Floating about, pretending to swim occasionally, was bliss.

Cable Beach Club

 














That swim was the precursor to quite a few more, mostly 'not' in swimming pools. In firsts for me, I swam in waterholes and rivers, in pools under waterfalls and, how daring can you get?!, I jumped into the water fully clothed at Mitchell Falls. I was only going to paddle my feet but by the time I got my shoes and socks off .... and it was so hot I was dry again in 20 minutes. Surprisingly, the beetroot stain on my blouse almost disappeared. Hmmm, I wonder what magic ingredient was in that particular stretch of water?!

One swim wasn't really a swim at all, rather 'find a spot to relax' on rocks that formed a natural recliner chair then wallow in the warm water as it flowed about you, finishing up with a pounding from the deceptively heavy water from a little waterfall. We went to Zebedee Springs first thing in the morning and I did wonder if it would be worth getting wet for, then having to change, so early in the day, especially as we didn't have heaps of time there. But it was wonderful ... sheltered in amongst the tall palms and rocky walls. Pure magic!
Manning Gorge, Gibb River Road

Mitchell Falls, Mitchell Plateau

NOT wet t-shirt material  :-(

Mitchell Falls campground

Emma Gorge, El Questro Station
Zebedee Thermal Springs -
'heavy' waterfall part hidden on the right

Zebedee Thermal Springs, El Questro Station



Jabiru campground, Kakadu NP

Wangi Falls, Litchfield NP