We were on the road at 8am, filling up with fuel at the roadhouse and checking in with quick phone calls to Mum, Dad and Bree, before heading to Galvan’s Gorge – only 13km further along the Gibb. We parked the BT just off the road and walked the easy 2km into the gorge. Galvan’s was a much smaller gorge with a beautiful flowing waterfall. An easy swim out to position ourselves under the water for a great pounding massage – much easier than Amalia, Emma and Manning.
After a refreshing swim it was back
in the car for another 20km until we hit the turn off for Adcock Gorge. We had
been informed that the road in was not suitable to take the van, so rather than
unhitching, we decided to bike the 5km’s in. This was an adventure, with many
dips, rocks, trenches and red dust to ride through – but we had fun and were
quite pumped that we managed it okay in the 30-degree heat. After chaining up
the bikes to a tree, we hiked the remaining 2kms into the gorge. Again we were
greeted with a beautiful green waterhole surrounded by towering red rocks. The
waterfall, whilst a big drop, was only a trickle compared to other places, so
we assume this one dries up quickly in the dry season.
We had planned to stay at Silent
Grove that evening, but had been informed by other travellers that it was
booked out. As we had no internet, we decided not to risk the 30km drive in to the
national park to be turned around, so we changed plans and stayed for 2 nights
at Imintji, an relatively new Aboriginal campground at the base of the
Precipice Range. It was very quiet and we nabbed a site at the back with
beautiful sunset views of the red range. We were disappointed to then learn the
park was manned by a South African lady and the care taker was an American guy
– go figure.
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