We made our way back to camp in the sun. Then it rained. The two photos below show the camp before the rain and after it began. We hastily moved the tent on the far side of the creek over to join the rest of us. |
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The following day was for whatever each person wanted. Some went up to the second finger, some went back to Black Rock Falls, and some chose to laze around at camp. After the rain the night before, Black Rock Falls was flowing better than it had been on our first visit. |
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That afternoon it rained. The two photos below show the camp before it rained and when the creek was nearing peak flood. Our gentle spa had completely disappeared. We, however, were high and dry. |
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With the rain, waterfalls appeared everywhere. Some disappeared again as soon as the rain stopped. Others persisted for hours. The waterfall you can see in the distance above right is shown closeup at left below. That waterfall had not had a drop coming over it a few hours earlier. The photo at right was taken in the last of the twilight. Already the creek has dropped substantially. |
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Although Piccaninny had dropped substantially after the rain, there was still more water then there had been on our way up. |
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We crossed and crossed and crossed again as we continued downstream. Sometimes the crossings were shallow and easy, other times deeper and not quite so easy. |
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Back at the end, we had to visit Cathedral again. On the way in we found yet another water monitor. The guide, Russell, saw more water monitors on this trip than he'd seen on all trips in the previous three years combined. |
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Cathedral Falls was flowing more than it had been on our way in. needless to say, a swim proved irresistable. You might have to click to enlarge the pictures to see the people. That shows how large it is. |
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On the final morning, we enjoyed a final view of Piccaninny Creek before boarding the helicopter that would take us back to civilisation. The trip was over, but the memories would last a lifetime. |
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