Camping Ground Rating : 2 / 10
Facilities : No great surprise here, the name says it all really. We weren't staying there for it's beauty and it wasn't providing any so we had quite a good understanding of expectations. It was a free site and a great stop over for our journey down south. The electricity poles didn't really help the situation.
Tom made friends with the lovely old man volunteering at an information centre who bombarded him with a number of different brochures (as they generally like to do).
One brochure particularly stood out for Tom and that was the one for Liffey Falls, just a 25minute drive south-west of Longford. The photos in the brochure of the falls were very appealing but that wasn’t what drew us in... along with 4 other National Parks in Tasmania.. Liffey Falls actually has world heritage status. Just to put into perspective how much of an accolade that is... World Heritage listed means that it is protected by the UN. Now that’s playing with the big dogs.
To get to the falls, you walk through a rainforest, which lived up to its name and rained on us two very ill-equipped hikers in our singlets and thongs... you’d think we would have learnt our lesson by now!! As you walk down the pathway towards the bottom of the falls, there are a number of different lookout points that give you a great view into the geology of the falls. Apparently, at the time of the breakup of Gondwana, the sandstone enjoyed an episode of jointing at 90 degrees indicating directions of principle stresses and then glacial dropstones can be seen eroding from within the sandstone and all along the riverbed. The sandstones create the ‘step like’ nature of the terrain. They were then unconformably overlain by basalts which cool to form columnar jointing. I thought it was quite funny, the other day we drove past a A-frame sign out the front of somebody’s house, I really wish I took a photo of it but all it said was “Geology and Mine Tours”. We really should have gone inside to check out what rate he charges. At least I know that when times are getting tough and we’re struggling to put food on the table and diesel in the Troopie, I can just send Tom off on Geology tours and I’ll sit back drinking my cup of tea, that sounds fair to me :)
Monkey Man, Monkey Man, Hairy Hairy Monkey Man is progressing along VERY well. He’s into week three of having a beard and you could seriously mistake Tom for a 40 year old man. I tell you what, that boy can grow a pretty mean looking beard....
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