Our weekend of walking in the Wee Jasper area ends with a tour of Carey’s Cave, highly recommended by other walkers.
The caves are spectacular and as we walk slowly through the seven caverns, each with its own incredible beauty, we are completely in awe of the forces of nature. With the recent drenching of the area the caves are dripping with fresh water filtering down and all the calcite crystal formations are growing again. Straws, Stalactites, Stalagmites, Helictites, Columns, Pillars, Flowstones and Veils are all here to see. Even in the deepest section of the cave the ‘flow’ formations are glistening and sparkling with the damp conditions. Due to the recent rain tiny new crystals are already forming where none have been before – everywhere on rough dirt, walls and floors – new, clean and startling white – like diamond seeds randomly scattered, a promise of things to come.
There are many highlights and strange rock creations carved by water causing tunnels, collapsing floors and to top it all off an incredible fossilized gastropod.
The cave is filled with the sound of dripping – listening to the music of crystals forming
Signatures of long ago. Gastropod.
Well worth the visit!
Its Friday night and I am lying in bed listening to the sound of heavy rain falling on the roof wondering why I am going walking in this terrible weather. A less than enthusiastic start when at 6am I must leave my nice cosy bed and get going – I check my phone making sure I haven’t missed a vital message calling the week-end off.
All the way to Yass it rains but ten minutes out on the Wee Jasper road it stops, we reach our camp site, Fitzpatrick Trackhead Reserve (named after James Fitzpatrick one of the men who accompanied Hume and Hovell), and the sun comes out spreading its wonderful warmth and light so its smiles all round.
Fitzpatrick Trackhead Reserve
Tents are the first priority, lunch and then it’s a short drive to Micalong Creek to commence our walk to the junction where the Goodradigee River joins the creek. The Goodradigee River eventually flows into Lake Burrinjuck before joining the Murrumbidgee River.
The junction of Micalong Creek and Goodradigbee River
The walk is reasonably easy although slippery and some steep sections with a chain to help over the worst part. Due to the very recent rains the creek is in full flow, tumbling down rocks and over fallen branches and some newly uprooted trees. The scenery is lovely and plenty of birdlife to add to the pleasure.
Some interesting patterns forming and then dissipating – Micalong Creek
Back to our starting point and then its off to the waterfall in the other direction – sadly due to some very slippery conditions, formidable rock walls, we can’t quite get through but I’m not disappointed as many smaller falls delight us as we watch the rushing water carve a seemingly impossible path through giant boulders.
Just short of the main waterfall
Reaching our campsite it is decided that some of us will take the short walk to the sinkhole near the Hume and Hovell track. We meet some army men training in the area who look exhausted and covered in mud from caving. The sinkhole is quite amazing and very colourful with the opening to a cave at the bottom just visible from the top.
The sinkhole wall where the army guys abseiled down the wall to the cave just to the right of the photo down the bottom
An enjoyable night is spent around the campfire before we toddle of to bed.
(Overnight camping is $10 unless you book as a club it is then $8. You are welcome to collect and use the wood around the area for fires. Hot water showers are available at some of the camping sites. Contact Wee Jasper Reserve.)
“Miranda. Miranda. Miranda, don’t go up there! Come back!”
(Picnic at Hanging Rock)
It is such a blessing to have a flexible timetable for travelling and Victoria is such a great place to travel with the scenery changing around every corner. We drove from Maldon to Macedon to visit the mysterious, magical, magnificent, hauntingly hallowed Hanging Rock.
We head off early hoping to avoid the afternoon forecast of rain but it is misty and foggy with the clouds heavy and dark I think we are going to get wet! I am disappointed not to be able to see Hanging Rock from a distance – the clouds are just too low but it does add an atmosphere of doom and gloom to our expedition. Added to that we are the only ones here – spooky. Even the rangers are surprised by the lack of tourists who flock here every day. (The information centre is fantastic.)
We take a walk around the base of this very unusual outcrop of rocks left behind by a volcano some 6 million years ago. It’s a pleasant stroll on an easy asphalt path, 1800m, with the heights of Hanging Rock disappearing in the mist – we are not in a hurry, wanting to take in the grandeur of the sculptured rocks, and take about 45mins.
Faces in the rocks – trapped in stone!
Its then up to the top – still only a short walk of 1800m, still on a nice asphalt path but a little bit more challenging due to the climb. I have to say I enjoy being the only ones up here and I do take a lot of photo’s dashing in and out amongst these amazing rocks.
Unfortunately due to the weather the panoramic views are somewhat diminished, it has started to lightly rain but still worth the climb to the summit.
On the way down we take the ‘stair’ track instead of the ramp and walk under the ‘hanging rock’, it is just incredible how these formations are created to think this massive rock would fall in such a way to be held precariously on either side – truly spectacular.
Although not the longest walk we have been on it has been well worth the visit with plenty to look at on the walk – I hope to come back on a lovely summer day to appreciate the views but loved the atmosphere of the misty morning.
Hanging Rock is also known as Mount Diogenes – 718m, ……so yep climbed another mountain today.
Just a short trip with the caravan in tow heading to Victoria with the added bonus of visiting family on the way. We want explore parts of Victoria that we have both never seen and looking at the map the township of Maldon appears to be an excellent option.
Our starting point is Cobram and avoiding going through Bendigo has proven to bring us a very complicated route with plenty of small country roads, turns and some tricky hills. When we arrive in Maldon the weather is not looking too good with some drizzily rain to contend with but we head off walking into the town, umbrella and raincoat at the ready. The information centre is very friendly but unfortunately not much information on any walking trails. Doing a little research we work out at track for tomorrow, which should take us a couple of hours including the climb up Mount Tarrangower.
The next morning the sun is shining and so off we go. From the caravan park we head to the main street before turning up Anzac Hill Road. I have to say I am very impressed with the age and condition of the older buildings in the town – very well preserved.
The mix of old and new – the new verandah roof only goes so far
Bank of New South Wales
The Anzac Circle is a thoughtful remembrance commemoration of the fallen soldiers of this community – very well done. It is a very sobering walk looking at the crosses, being so grateful for their sacrifice, so many so young.
It is time to climb so up and up we go – Mount Tarrengower has a height of 570m, is a nice steady climb up a well-kept path. On top there is the lookout tower and the view from the top is a full 360degrees of spectacular. The very top level of the tower is still used for fire spotting during the summer months.
We find the four wheel drive track just south of the tower and head down a very pleasant gently undulating trail with kangaroos curiously watching from the bush.
Who is watching who?
We eventually link up with Parkins Reef Road, which leads back to town, and literally stumble across the remains of the North British Mine the largest, most profitable and longest operating mine in Maldon. The remains of settling pools, furnaces and other significant structures are a lasting testament of this once thriving industry.
Our walk takes roughly 3 hours at a happily wandering pace.