Today started out as a normal Thursday, I went to work in Yarra Junction taught kids percussion for the day and as usual went for my weekly after work, Thursday walk which my wife graciously gives me leave to do.
Today I finally got around to doing a walk that has been on my list for years, namely Little River Falls in the Cathedral Ranges. Over the years I have rock climbed at the Cathedrals 15 times with numerous bushwalks on top of this so I thought I knew the area pretty well. My first trip was way back in 1992 and I did a trip to a cliff called Bissetts Pinnacles which passed over Little River near the falls back in 1995. Back then I noticed a rough foot pad going up the creek and knew from my map that there were three waterfalls up a little further. At the time however I was obsessed with rock climbing not photography so my return trip never eventuated till today.
Leaving work at 2:10 I arrived 3:20 parking my car at Cooks Mill in the Cathedrals knowing I would be fighting the coming darkness with the length of walk in front of me. I quickly ascended an old logging track enjoying the distinctive and varied calls of numerous lyre birds and eventually descended to the creek which to my delight was absolutely roaring. The creek was very steep with its pristine waters cascading over rocks along its entire length. I was elated it was absolutely beautiful with so much beauty my senses could barely absorb it all, what a magical spot, why has it taken me so long to return?
Soon I came upon the first waterfall but was on the wrong side of the river to view it properly. The level was much too high to cross without getting wet so I took my shoes, socks and pants off left them on a rock and crossed the freezing mountain stream. The view still wasn’t to my liking so I ended up scaling a cliff in my bare feet until I reached the view you can see in this shot which is obviously quite high above the river. It then started raining so I needed my umbrella to protect my gear as I clicked away (Velvia shots to come, the loaded shot is just from my point and shoot). I gingerly returned to my now wet pants (the irony) and continued upstream with the light fading fast, eventually the creek narrowed to an impassable gorge requiring another stream crossing followed by a steep, high and scary cliff climb. Despite my desire to continue it was too late and dark to consider further progress over such difficult terrain so I returned soon needing my torch to find my way.
By this stage I was quite wet and the return journey in the dark required more than a few track re-acquirements but I eventually made it back to my car at 6:30 an hour after it got dark. I was bedraggled but elated, what an awesome spot, can’t wait to get back again with more time to explore it properly and visit the upper falls.
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To check out other shots from this area see my Yarra Valley gallery.
For more waterfall shots check out my Waterfalls gallery.