Posts Tagged ‘Mountain Lagoon’


‘Yep. You should be alright,’ they said, eyeing off my touring bike. ‘You could get past on that.’ Well, the road was closed, and had been for years, judging by the state of it. A quiet descent into the lonely valley in the Blue Mountains. Not a soul was there, and I was happy.

Bowens Creek Road

Bowens Creek Road

The main roads in the Blue Mountains are not that great – cars scooting along around sharp corners and not much room for cyclists. My plan was to leave the busy Bells Line Of Road asap, and I headed off to the road to Mt Wilson, past the ‘Cathedral of Ferns’ and a few lovely lookouts.

Cathedral of Ferns

Cathedral of Ferns

Wynnes Lookout

Wynnes Lookout

The closed road connects Mt Irvine to Bilpin. It is closed due to a crumbly bridge at the bottom of a long descent, and due to numerous places where the road has caved away and slipped down the steep valley slope. There were lots of big rocks and bumps, and it wasn’t much wider than a walking trail. And there were numerous trees that had fallen across the road. It was a lot of fun!

Bridge Bowens Creek

Bridge Bowens Creek

Bowens Creek Road

Bowens Creek Road

Bowens Creek Road

Bowens Creek Road

Bowens Creek Road

Bowens Creek Road

Returning to the main road, I had to leave as quickly as possible. It was the end of the Australia Day long weekend, and the mad drivers were building. So, I did my little detour through Mountain Lagoon, and remained in peace until just before Richmond. A lovely way to spend a Sunday in the Blue Mountains.


It was a cool oasis. The rocks rose above me on three sides, the cool mountain water cascading over the edge above. The grotto was shaded from the sun, and the temperature was several degrees lower. I sat there feeling the oneness with nature, entering a trance, my brain pulsing with the beats of the cicadas’ song. Alone in the Blue Mountains.

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Today was a loop on tracks, avoiding the main Bell Line of Road as much as possible. Once I left the main road, I plunged into the bush, bumping down into the steep valley, to the drone of the cicadas. The Burralow Creek camping ground was almost empty, just one car, which belonged to some Indians I met on the way to the waterfall.
‘Go to the waterfall at night,’ they told me. ‘There are glow worms.’
That’ll have to be next time.

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

Waterfall at Burralow Creek

On the way back up out of the valley I scared a couple of horses pulling carts. Not what I expected to see off the beaten track in the Blue Mountains.

The Mountain Lagoon road was another road that wasn’t the main one, and so I took it. The lagoon is not that special, but the road was pleasant enough.

Mountain Lagoon

Mountain Lagoon

The side track to the Colo River lookout was a bit up and down and sandy in parts, but afforded a beautiful view out over the Colo River.

Colo River

Colo River

The road remained dirt until quite late in the piece, which meant it was tranquil until I hit the Bell Line of Road again just before the end. I even had a little adventure fording a stream.

Fording the stream

Fording the stream

AND, my trusted ‘Drahtesel’ bicycle is not 60,000km old. Quite an old bike now, although not much is left of the bike that I left Eindhoven on. The pedals are the same, and the pannier carriers are the same. Not a lot else.

60,000km for Drahtesel, the bike

60,000km for Drahtesel, the bike

Waterfall, mountain lagoon and river crossing, all completed by sunset. A beautiful ride in the mountains Sydney calls its own.