CAMPSITE # 12 - Goulburn

After a rather wet pack up from Wombatville, we set off towards, well even we weren’t really sure.

We stumbled across the glorious Fitzroy Falls. Easily, the best waterfalls either have ever seen. The drop must have been at least 100metres with a huge mass of water flowing through, all thanks all that down poor over the last few weeks. At the bottom of the falls were massive rocks – the size of the Troopie... photos just couldn’t have done it justice. The lookout deck was mainly made by solid wood but just at the end of the deck, they had made a 1sqm grate where you can stand on it and look straight down to the 100m drop & rocks below. Tom didn’t care – he jumped straight on it. I took a little more persuading and HATED it when I finally got there to pose for a photo...

We decided to make route to Bundanoon, where the glow worms play. As the glow worms is an evening event, we setup a temporary camp at the State Forest just 15minutes drive from the glow warms. After an afternoon nap and a bite to eat, we packed up & rugged up and went on our night time adventure. The walk to the Glow Worms Glen was a 1hour, rather wet, round trip. Without our torch, it would have been pitch black – luckily the batteries didn’t run out otherwise we would have been in strife thanks to having no backup plan. It was quick the exciting journey down the awkwardly sized steps and through the overgrown bushland. Every step was worth it. 

The glen was a steep & damp gully with a creekbed flowing through – apparently the glow worms prefer the conditions to be wet & hot.

As soon as you arrive to the glen and switch off the torch... it’s as though there were speckles of fairy light bulbs placed random along the gully. It was remarkable and was one of those things that you have to see and appreciate with your own eyes rather than peering at someone else’s photos. In order words – too bloody dark to take a decent pic of tiny white dots. 

After the Glow Worm Glen, we thought it would be best to head towards Goulburn plus – we don’t believe in going backwards and returning to the State Forest, regardless of what time it was. Here marks Rest Area # 2. Surprisingly, and thankfully, more peaceful than the last. Apparently, the Rest Area was named after Corporal Alexander John French who, during WWII, stormed 3 Japanese machine gun posts. He ordered his men to take cover, ran grenades up to the first machine gun & silenced it. He then returned to his men for more grenades and headed towards the second gun which he also silenced. Upon his approach to the third gun, with a machine gun at his hip, after he didn’t return – his men approached the third post to find him fatally wounded but the third gun also silenced. He was awarded a Victoria Cross for his bravery and in his honour – he got a rest area.