In Tokyo and Geneva I was told, "There are mountains over there." Peering into the smog hazed distance I thought "Really?" Then one day the clouds lifted and Mount Fujiyama/Mount Blanc were on magnificent display and I gasped at their enormous beauty.
When someone in Sydney similarly points to the west and says. "The Blue Mountains are over there," perhaps tourists peer at the low line of bluish bumps on the horizon and hope that one day real mountains will appear from some engulfing cloud. If so, they will be disappointed. These are not high mountains.
And yet this low plateau 100kms from Sydney was an impenatrable barrier to the early settlers. It took them more than 20 years to find a way across to the valuable pasture land and beyond. Why?
When someone in Sydney similarly points to the west and says. "The Blue Mountains are over there," perhaps tourists peer at the low line of bluish bumps on the horizon and hope that one day real mountains will appear from some engulfing cloud. If so, they will be disappointed. These are not high mountains.
And yet this low plateau 100kms from Sydney was an impenatrable barrier to the early settlers. It took them more than 20 years to find a way across to the valuable pasture land and beyond. Why?
The Three Sisters iconic rock formation of the Blue Mountains
The challenge of the Blue Mountains and the secret of their beauty is in the sheer cliffs and deep valleys cutting into pristine wilderness. I call this wonderland home.
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