Carnarvon National Park is a giant swathe of lush forest split down the middle by a bunch of very large sandstone canyons. According to the bloke at the Takarraka info centre, the sandstone is so porous that thousands of years worth of water continuously seeps through the canyon, feeding the Carnarvon river. So, years of drought haven’t affected the park at all and on all the surrounding properties the stock are fat and healthy.
Yesterday we walked for 20kms through these canyons and along the Carnarvon River. It took us about 8 hours, with a lengthy lunch stop and a 30 minute fruit-cake-and-Assam-tea stop. Explaining it doesn’t do it justice, but maybe these photos might.
Astonishingly, we packed enough food, snacks and beverages to feed a small hiking group. And there were no hiccups for the entire walk. Well, there was one point where I slipped on a slippery rock and face planted into mossy, ice cold gorge-water.
I also backed the car into a tree on our way back to camp. I consoled myself with the thought that it wasn’t another hiker’s car, or a roo. Both car and tree sustained only minor, superficial injuries.
Other than that, our adventure into Queensland’s wilderness went off without a hitch!
We’ve now had a complete change of pace, as Mum’s found a pub that’s playing AFL and serving lamb roast… I’ve lost her for the evening.