Prepare for an armchair hike. Here are the photos from our walk in the Blue Mountains last weekend:
At the start, the flora looks like this – eucalyptus forest with grevilleas, banksias etc – some blackened by bush fires:
Then, as we followed the track down the steep sandstone sides of the Grand Canyon gorge -
and when I say steep, I mean it was all rough-cut steps
- the flora rapidly changed from dry sclerophyll forest to dripping wet rainforest of enormous tree ferns and myriad different fungi:

Halfway down we stumbled across some work in progress:
Which is undoubtedly timely – the almost constant stream of water run-off from higher up is visibly eroding the steps.
These stone blocks are apparently air-lifted in by helicopter and then manhandled into place by a race of giants (those large white bags contain their vegemite sandwiches).
Anyway, here’s some they made earlier – further down the track at a point where the path again crosses one of the streams which feeds the river at the bottom of the gorge:
Shortly after this, the path disappeared into a tunnel:
We emerged, several metres of blackness later, to this watery ghost:
A little way further down and we were at the bottom of the gorge, which was all enormous tumbled rocks and rilling water:
There was a fair amount of scrambling and clambering inelegantly:
And then a little light yodelling for the echo:
We admired the rock forms shaped by millennia of moving water:
and we spotted a few little yabbies:
as well as some lovely abstract eddy patterns on the water’s surface in a quiet little side pool:
Then we began the long climb back up and out of the canyon. I didn’t take any photos because I was too busy concentrating on breathing.
Oh, except for this one of an Eastern Spinebill, because he was new to me:
However, when we reached the top and saw this, it was all worthwhile:
Thanks are due to the indefatigable Tim, who guided us with unfailing patience and good humour, even though he was missing Gabby very much (she is in Stockholm on a 3 month exchange program with our parent company – our lovely Swedish yodeller is the other half of the exchange).
Tags: Blue Mountains, bushwalk, fauna, flora, Grand Canyon, hike, norwichrocks, NSW, walk, wildlife

















June 15, 2009 at 8:21 pm |
Gorgeous, my Woozle. Lucky girl you! xx
June 16, 2009 at 8:11 am |
Lovely. Made me feel there.
June 16, 2009 at 11:40 pm |
Piereth – you’d have loved it.
Mr Random – very glad you enjoyed it
June 17, 2009 at 1:26 am |
Wonderful photo essay. To mess up a Kristofferson line, “The going down was worth the going up”
June 17, 2009 at 6:08 am |
Is it OK if I steal the eddying pool and the rock forms for my desktop?
I used to get to go on hikes in Virginia’s Blue Ridge when I was a sprout. I love the idea of moving through microclimates.
June 17, 2009 at 4:53 pm |
Whew, thanks for doing all that walking for me.
Had a lovely time.
June 17, 2009 at 9:31 pm |
archie – isn\’t it always?
Sledpress – absolutely, do. Yes, walks on Sunday afternoons are one of my more pleasant childhood/family memories, too.
Azahar – my pleasure. Now sit down and put your feet up!
June 19, 2009 at 3:23 am |
Oh, very nice indeed. I can never do this type of hike because my balance is so screwed up, so I really envy you your vista at the top. I’d have fallen down those stairs in two seconds flat.
June 19, 2009 at 5:45 am |
I’d love to go hiking in the Blue Mountains. Thanks for taking us there by proxy.
June 20, 2009 at 12:15 am |
The photos are great!