Hooray for public holidays!
Today we jumped in the car and just headed west. You know those days when you just have to get out but you don't have any real plans?Well, we ended up at Wentworth Falls via the blackened valleys of Winmalee and Springwood.
It was so uplifting to see the regrowth on the gums in these areas devastated by fires in October last year. There was excessive banter in the back as to why the trunks had leaves and not just the branches, but I won't bore you.
Jackie Bennett, you were on my mind.
Anyway we finally reached Wentworth Falls after about 2 hours in the car, and before we could say "everyone put sunscreen on" they were gone.
Knowing there were waterfalls and cliffs just down there, I became the resident bird woman. I screamed for them to wait, but it just fell on deaf ears. Again.
Thankfully we all made it down safely, just in time for a tourist to snap us a cheesy pic.
dags!
It was freezing, look at poor Bear. He was frozen still.
Needless to say my shoes got sodden rescuing him.
Moments after Buzzy played He-Man, we saw a young guy, mid 20s, slip right here and the thud was LOUD.
I thought he'd broken EVERYTHING.
He managed to stand and hobbled off with deep cuts, our frozen popper, broken everything(?) and a damaged ego.
Poor bloke, I don't know how he managed the 1000 steps skyward!
So after the drama of the slipping bloke with the ego, we chilled for a while by the waterfall, eating cheese and biccies and catching tadpoles and baby crays.
But two hours of listening to running water and my post-4-babies-bladder was in desperate need of the ladies, so we dashed to civilisation with some extras friends in tow (who now incidentally, grace my bathroom vanity. What a delight when I was brushing my teeth tonight. )
Happy Monday
Liv x