At the end was the Circular Pool, freezing cold water but so inviting that even Jean couldn't resist getting in:
At the other end of Dales Gorge we walked to the Fern Pool, where I had another dip, too cold for Jean this time:
After Dales Gorge we decided to move to the other end of the park, at the Savannah Eco-Retreat, an upmarket camp owned by the local Aboriginal community, with a fancy restaurant. The Aboriginal lady who checked us in was also named Egan, and she told us that she was barred from sharing in the recently won Land Rights because her great-grandfather was an Afghan cameleer! The young European girl who took our meal order for the restaurant assured us that the nights were very cold there, so much so that she slept with three hot water bottles (clearly a kindred spirit for Jean).
Our target at this end was the magnificent Weano Gorge, but getting there involved driving over some nasty corrugated roads and negotiating a water crossing of unclear depth, which we managed OK. From the top the Oxer lookout gives a wonderful perspective of the meeting of four huge gorges, the Red, Weano, Joffre and Hancock meet - can't quite capture it all in one picture :-)
When they tell you:
"To explore these gorges you must be fit and prepared to submerge in near-freezing water, follow narrow paths and cling to rock ledges. " they're not kidding!
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