Next day, up early and walked into the main gorge, and did every single side passage off the main one.
Mainly it is known as a centre for ancient rock-art. Partly due to the way the whites were very effective at breaking up aboriginal society, many of the meanings behind these paintings are lost..
and
I walked to the end, and left Mhairi in Wongoolba gorge – and she ran up to a lookout at the top. I left and walked back out again, and had been back about 40 mins (time to eat a well deserved sambo and have a shower) before she arrived. It was a 6km round trip to the lookout, and then a 10k run back to the van.
Savage. I’ll be dead by the end of this trip if I try to keep up.
fortunately I have better sense ;) I’m quite happy to have a sandwitch and read a book from time to time!! It works quite well really.
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