Peter and G were up early and off to Karajini National Park. Arriving at about 8am they had the place to themselves.
First stop was Fortescue Falls. Towering above a deep gorge we could see the adventure had promise. We did not expect how much. We ventured down a steep staircase for what seemed like 921 stairs to the waterfall below. Spilling into a deep emerald-green pool, the place was stunning. It was tranquil, peaceful and beautiful. The track led west for about 100 metres to another pool fed by another waterfall of different design and wonder. Both places were worth the stairs. We headed back, intent on climbing the stair case. Peter then noticed a marker leading across the gorge and into a natural tunnel of undergrowth. We had to investigate.
The next hour was spent walking along the gorge floor, admiring rock formations, multiple little waterfalls and reflections in perfectly still emerald pools. Finally we addressed the sign that said Circular Pool closed. Looking to our left we eyed the escape route back to the top of the gorge. It was a near vertical rock hopping experience that took our breath away. Fit or not, this was a challenging climb for the next 10 minutes or so.
The amble back to the car along the top of the cliff presented yet another perspective on this amazing place. By the time we arrived, the car park was full, people going about their business everywhere with most of them having brought their loveable children. Time to go.
The lady at the Karajini information centre was genuinely helpful. She obviously loved her job and loved helping people. She recommended we go to **^&%@^ Gorge (we couldn’t spell it or say it) on a dirt road. Off we went. We lasted all of about a kilometre before turning back. Now, we are no sooks when it comes to dirt roads, but this beauty was in a league of its own. Puma entered the first corrugation and we swear we did not see daylight for at least half an hour. Deep and wide would be the non specific description. Bloody atrocious, would give it some accuracy. We made the decision to turn back for continuing on this road was asking for vehicle damage a very long way from help.
We returned to the camp, took custody of Henry the travelling dog for the afternoon whilst Trevor and Sue had a turn at the 921 stairs. Tomorrow we should be in Port Headland.