Hyperventilating from the cold, I swam on my back between the canyon walls, my backpack with drypack floating on my stomach. I wanted to get to the towering walls of green – my favourite place in my canyon repertoire.
This is the side track from the main Grand Canyon walker highway (described by Walk my World). I found myself here after cycling to Evans Lookout from Blackheath and taking the endless stairs down. Turning off the path into the canyon I was suddenly transported into solitude with nature. A few scrambles over logs and mossy boulders, and I made it to the swim. This is the barrier that stops people following. Drypack and determination were my friends.
I didn’t sleep well last night – too tired from yesterday’s Hat Hill Falls adventure, and I found myself getting up at 5:30 to go for a walk around Govett’s Leap. Better than lying in bed not being able to sleep.
The early start and big Grand Canyon walk meant that I decided not to cycle to Lithgow. Instead, I caught the train. I am getting slack in my old age.. 🙂
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