When we finally arrived at Manning Gorge we were tired, hot and irritable!
We set up camp in the dusty campground, happy to be out of the car and off the road.
There is a pattern to visiting beautiful waterfalls, waterways, rivers and swimming holes up here....nearly each one is a huge reward at the end of a usually long, and sometimes difficult walk. Manning gorge was another one of those long walks...but this one was also very hot, and longer than we expected. The end of this long hot walk took us to a magnificent swimming hole. A huge, deep, cool pool surrounded by black rocks and a trickling waterfall. Once again I can only imagine this region in the wet. We cross over and see so many completely dry river beds...sometimes the banks are metres high...and can picture deep swelling river gushing through them. It must be an incredible sight.
The boys had a fabulous time here...very bravely leaping off a rock ledge about 8-10m above the water. Grant stood at the edge several times, but couldn't find the courage to jump...so I'm not sure how thomas and Harry did it (and not just once of course).
This was the only time I haven't had a camera with me. Our small camera had a flat battery, and my big heavy camera that never leaves my side...was just to big and heavy for the walk today!
We were chatting to another family that we recognised from some other walks over the previous week...and after introducing ourselves and talking about where we were from, realised that they are friends of friends...what a small world!
The beginning of the walk, quite close to the campground, is a fantastic swimming spot...complete with a boat to take you across the river. You can imagine the fun the boys had for the rest of the day...
Cazz x
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