Nungali

I found the Nymph Pool by chance. I knew the waterfall cascading down the escarpment opposite must join the river somewhere opposite my place, but it was not obvious, due to undergrowth, and the other attention getting marvelous surrounds. But I used to think about it ; where does that stream join the river ? So I headed off one day, up the opposite bank and through the thick rainforest riverside. The first thing I encountered were the seedlings of stinging trees, underneath their huge forbearers. Then a bit of a lantana tangle, then more open ground buy a tangle of thigh high stinging nettles. This place is well guarded ! And I was naked from swimming and crossing the river. I came to the little creek and it was near inaccessible due to the surrounds, mostly lantana - of course it was, what was I thinking . I entered the water in the narrow space between the brambles and started wading upstream. After a little way the lantana gave way to a huge mass of large black stem cungevoi ( alocasia macrohiza) , being a 'delicate' plant (above ground - otherwise it can get pulverised to goo and grow back from river floods and underwater detritus bombardment) , so I got on all fours and was able to crawl under this strange little forest's canopy, what an unusual little world it was in there . I have never seen cungevoi grow, so large and with such thick stems and in such a huge patch like that, it was a very unusual little world in there- it was the first indication I was in a 'special place' On the other side of the little alien forest, some more lantana, I went around a little bend and the whole place opened up. The lantana was now back from the edge, with the rainforest around it exposing a large pool of crystal clear water. Around the edge where rainforest plants and tree ferns , overhung limbs with orchids and stag and elk horns . The outflow from the pool was around a slanting river gravel little beach that slanted deeply into the pool. The inflow was a small waterfall, cascading down a rock ledge, beside this at the top was a flat area of native grass, looking like it had been mowed, just big enough for two people to lie down and a bit more. This was shaded by a tree that grew next to the flat area. Where the ledge was it was deep enough to dive head first into the pool. Words cant describe how beautiful, unique and special this little hidden place was. I gave thanks for being allowed there and promised not to tell or take anyone there ...... who was not a nymph. I think, over time, about for 10 years, I only took 3 or 4 nymphs there. It was my special spot, many a wonderful 'picnic' was had there. A lot of the time, I would go myself, braving the stings , scratches and prickles, and sit there in this cool idyllic little haven, on a hot day, enjoy a smoke and melt into the environment . I had one or two very magical dreams about the place as well. Technically, this was on someone else's land. It was a big very expensive spread, and has featured, a few times in the past, on the national broadcasters (ABC) gardening show. But the property sold and two gay guys bought it and moved in and started running cattle there. Aside from a few local jokes about it now being 'Brokeback Mountain' ... I found them to be great guys, and good new neighbours. Then I went away to work for 6 months and after that there was a massive flood. The waterfall was thundering down the cliffs in a wide band of cream and brown water. Then it was autumn and changed to winter. Next spring I was over there talking to them, trying to find out where their cows where getting out and raiding our property. WE walked along the creek, that passes through their 'garden' (its huge !) and got to the paddocks and continued around a large bend and got towards where the creek meets the river. I said to them ; " Oh wow ! We are getting near the Nymph Pool ! " And I explained what I meant. They seemed eager to see it. We got around the corner and it wasn't there. We continued until we got to the river, I went back and walked it all again ... ? I am sure they thought I was nuts. All the lantana and undergrowth was gone, we were walking over , still, flood damage, big swails of twisted rotted vegetation and river gravel and sand with plants starting to go through it. Then I saw a heap of black cunjevoi shoots trying to grow through it ... over there were stinging trees, I walked along the creek bed carefully and found a little ledge, which would have been the top of the pools waterfall and next to it was a small broken tree stump. My Nymph Pool ! Yes, I suppose floods change things, but it must have taken many years for that place to develop like that, and another 8 years later, it still looks like it did after the flood, no pool, just all the lantana and nettle have grown back. But then again, I remembered my promise to only take nymphs there ... I mean, they were nice guys and good neighbours, but certainly not 'nymphs' IMO Yes, I may have broken my contract after the flood event, but ..... Anyway, like most of the great events in life, you cant get them back or relive the past .... but we have the memories . And I have great memories of that place ... and the 'picnics' . Thanks mum ( nature ) !

I would go on that ! The one at katoomba has a grill floor , its pretty freaky looking down through it. Here is the old track for the 'Scenic railway' ; any takers ? ( They do have a new one now )

but why did they go to all that trouble and expense to build that bridge ..... whats in the other side to warrent it ? Is it just to get to the top for a nice view ? ... and I thought the hand cable bolted into Cathedral Rock was 'handy' ! Ahhhhhhh ...... concrete is my friend Viewing platform for .... no way am I going down into that ! ... Wollomombi Falls ;

..... it was nailed instead of bolted ! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cave_Creek_disaster " On the day of the incident, a group of students from Tai Poutini Polytechnic in Greymouth visited the park. En route through the bush, a small group consisting of the polytechnic tutor, a Department of Conservation (DOC) officer and three students split off while the larger group of 17 students and another DOC officer continued towards the platform. The larger group reached the platform first, and walked to the edge together at about 11:25 a.m. As several students jumped up and down, joking about the platform's stability, the platform toppled forward into the chasm. The DOC officer and 13 of the students were killed. Four students survived the collapse with serious injuries. " Always look underneath ! .... and dont rock the thing .... idiots ! (yes, I have seen some do that ! )

And if you go to the SW a bit - Apsley ... a very freaky place , I dont particularly like being there You should have seen the old wooden one before they guilt this ... scary !

Now thats something I never get to see here . if its a cold snap . and I want to drive up the top of the plateau and about 20 mins west and up to Ebor .... sometimes it snows a bit there . Thats it . Ebor has an interesting waterfall . Dreaming story is the land north (going from Bundjalung territory ) was formed from a fight between giant snake and goanna. Ebor is the southern extent and goannas thrashing tail made some land form, around the falls are some of his claw marks in the rocks from the fight . (Old basalt flows from the ancient Ebor Volcano )

Which same position - being plugged into 'the matrix' or being a dickhead ? The guy obviously has his brain and and penis connected in strange ways. Don;t take my word for it, read the other comments.

Hey Brian .... I found this picture of you with the nymph Calypso ;

That looks like a great shower ! ..... for summer . Here is another , known for its great tree rope swing , at a nearby smaller tributary

No ... you really ARE a dick ..... 'unplug' < snort > .

Ahhh what the heck ... just do the whole walk . You can take the train to Cronulla, hop on the ferry to Bundeena the top start of the track and spend a couple of days walking along the coast, through Watamolla Curracarong, many beaches creeks etc . The main terrain is alternating higher heaths ( magnificent wildflowers in winter ) , along the cliff edges , down into littoral rainforest creek valleys, coves and beaches .

Ha! wanted to post this as well but I thought I better it go off topic ... then I remembered this is my thread Near the above pic is Wattamolla waterfalls, lagoon, creeks, beach ..... before whitefellah turned it onto major picnic infrastructure this place must have been heaven on earth .... and up and down the coast either side of it are similar smaller places . I am sure the people ( Euroa) the used to live in this area appreciated it !

Hey Gerard , see those pools at the top of the waterfall in your picture ? We used to go to this place near where I lived south of Sydney , in the Royal National Park , if you go in via the town of 'Waterfall' (or even get off at waterfall railway Station ) and continue down to causeway, there is a place to stop off with huge waterfall ( that not many people seem to know of, for some reason ) . It has a huge slab jutting out at the edge and underneath is undercut in a huge cave. The water takes several routes through this slab and over the edge. The main one has some pools at the top, but right on the edge the pools have worn through to make holes and you can look through and see waaaaay down to the bottom. There is one hole right at the lip just a bit wider than a toilet seat .... you can sit down in it with the back of the hole up against the small of your back and the front of the hole against the back of the thighs ... your bums floating in free air and your legs dangling over the edge, you can lean forward and see straight down between your knees. You cant fall out .... You just need two people to hold your arms and stand back and lower you into it while you shuffle forward with your feet and squat down, to get out you lift your arms up and back and they pull while you push out with your feet. Well, I suppose the front lip of hole could break We used to go there and take turns sitting in it to watch the sunrise ... when we were tripping . OMG! I went there about 4 years ago when in Sydney for a look .... I couldnt believe it ! We used to do that! I got woozy just going near the edge now. Sometimes I am pretty impressed that I still have managed to stay alive Here is another one in that area Curracarong ( one of my old fav camping spots upside down waterfall the strong winds pick up the water and take it back to the top

Nope ... the Bellinger River runs through the town of Bellingen al old map typo that seems to have stuck. Lets see if I 'allowed' to post pics today ; The walk through Dorrigo national park through Crystal Shower falls - I also found this little photo essay of the area I was trying to post http://www.world-of-waterfalls.com/australia-crystal-shower-falls.html

For some reason most of my pics are 'not allowed' ?

Upper Bellinger River NSW SW of Coffs Harbour. 'Down in the crack' below Dorrigo escarpment Ooops ... need to move over a bit to look down on it ... Its down in the bottom of an an ancient undersea subduction fault that lifted up the plateau with igneous intrusions that broke through the surface to form undersea lava dome mountains ... all now exposed ; the main one being 'Dorrigo Mountain' , then Nungli ( ' McGrath;s Hump ' ) Which has an aboriginal mans head at the top Down on the slopes and the valleys there is some 'Gondwanaland Rainforest' some, a 5 min walk from the car park and further downstream the remains of leser intrusions; large rounded boulders and smooth granite shelves and shoots of Glennifer Pools Check it out if you ever come up this way

I just got my recent cranial x-rays back .... the doc said he wanted to see what was going on my head ;

So ... necromancy then . Okay .... 'tis the occult forum, I suppose .

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PS ; can I interest you in a cheap 2nd hand 'Atlantis detector ' ?

It took a little searching to find the right one for you ... not sure how I judged you, but I came up with this one as possibly suitable ; Ps ..... you are St Germain aren't you ? .... I have suspected this for some time .

Anywayz ... I'll give it a go . two things; 1; in the past ( ' practices' ) being 'at the cross roads' has been one of the best experiences in my life and I still maintain vivid and fond memories . Its where I met Simbi la Flambeau ! Although, nowadays , limping around the farm and getting older , I feel more like Papa Legba 2. Towards the end of our Supreme Court case ( to take all out land and houses ) it was taking a nasty turn, things and people started turning against ... even people that were going to loose their homes turned against us and joined the people that wanted to take their homes .... as it can in a battle, it went through a seemingly hopeless stage, and everyone (including our lawyers ) said we didnt have a hope . Also at that time it was near impossible and ridiculously expensive to find somewhere to live . At that time I actually had put up 5 travelling youths in a camp in my back yard . I was thinking I should leave and go and live somewhere else, but had no idea how I could manage that ... even move my stuff , seemed impossible . Around this time I was also visiting my Aboriginal shamanic teacher a bit , I would travel a little way north and stay at his camp. His most recent insistence was ; You want something - ask Mum, she will give it to you , just ask. Of course , one also has to be filling ones own part of the contract ; following 'law' and certain other things. So I gave it a go . Previously, I had been looking at where and how much rentals where .... that was not encouraging . So I 'asked mum' and went back on the internet, first hit seemed unbelievable .... is this a mistake ! Amazing house, nearby up on the mountain , multiple rooms very cheap. Lots of people had rung about it but she seemed to like me. I sneaked around it and had a look WOW ! and specifically my type of WOW . Everything just started falling into place - great landlords - left us two huge loads of firewood and bought us a spare 100lb gas bottle in case the one they left behind ran out . There was something special and amazing about that place (also it was an old B&B (bed and breakfast ) with an accommodation wing , great for visitors staying . Then one day, as I was driving to it, I just kept going .... to sort of, get a view of it as I drove past ... thats when it hit me ! MY Gawd! Fashback! The first time I ever visited the area, before I moved there ( but down in the valley ) I went along that road on my motorcycle ( a popular run ) and went by this house and its view and thought 'Look at that place ! I would love to have a chance to live in a place like that , if only for a little while . ' And now, here I was ..... amazing - thanks mum ! Then , for a while I had two places ; Lodge on mountain and cabin down in rainforest by the river . PS . THings took a turn, we kicked their arse in court, the owner of the Lodge ( who was going to move to Perth and wanted me to stay at Lodge for at least 18 months ) - her life 'fell apart' she rang me crying and said she wanted to know if she could move back to the house , I said ; sure and thank you. We won the court case, I moved back home ... still here . I guess I turned left, found a nice little BBQ area , stopped for a break, went back turned left again and continued on my way .