It is not long before we come to a little lookout where we can get the first glimpse of the falls through the trees. There is a bench here too "In loving memory of Maisie and Robert who loved these mountains"
But it's too soon to sit down … let's keep on walking.
It's chilly outside but should be good for walking so let's go down and find another waterfall. I have remembered to take my hiking stick this time which will make it much easier on the rough downwards steps.
Next we reach the cliff wall fed with from the hanging swap above. Here the water drip, drip, drips like the sounds you hear in the aftermath of a big rain storm but here it drips all the time. On a dark night you can see glow worms here too.
We reach the first lookout, we are pretty much at the point where the dry forest becomes rain forest here. You can hear the waterfall, a whispering hush at this point and only catch a glimpse of it through the trees.
Down we go some more. The Blue Mountains are a puzzle to many visitors. Naturally they are expecting to see mountains looming above us but our towns and villages are actually on the top of the mountain ridge and all the action is down, down, down.