Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Lorella Springs 23/8/2013



It has been surprisingly cold during the night, down to around 10 degrees. Thank heavens I brought our lap blankets as well as the duvet. I was still a bit tired when we got up in the morning. Iain suggested that I make some salmon fish cakes, as the zucchini I had, had fallen to the bottom of the fridge and frozen. I made up the recipe as I went, finely grated carrot, zucchini and potato (I squeezed all the juice out of the potato making it quite dry), a can of salmon, an egg, some rice crumbs mixed in and then eat cake rolled in rice crumbs. I pan fried them slowly in a little oil, and put them in the freezer for later.

Adrienne and Guy had decided to move on, so after packing up for the day we met at the reception area to say our goodbyes. Tristan at the front desk gave us some tips on where to go, so after ordering some  bread, we headed out. One of the older guys working there built himself a wood fired oven and makes bread to order – calls the bakery ‘Crusty Dicks’.

Our first destination was a place called Teardrop Falls, it didn’t seem as far away as some of the other places we had been to, but the road was pretty rough so it took us around 1.5 hours to get there. We parked the car and walked about 500m from the end as the track got a bit too rocky and we were worried we were a bit top heavy for the side slopes. We arrived at the first hill as Tristan had said we would and found it to be very unappealing, he said that there was a bit of a climb to the top of the hill to get to the other pools, but it was worth the climb as the views were fantastic. There was no path marked, so we just found the most likely place and started to climb. It was really tough going, very steep and lots of loose rocks and stones to slip on.

 We eventually got to the top, and the found we had to do some very creative navigating t to find the next pool. We had to climb down a pretty steep embankment to finally get there. We were by now very hot and sweaty, and I must say that neither of us were particularly overawed by the rock pool. I think we had been far too spoilt by the last ones we had seen, and being late in the season it was not at its best. Nevertheless we got into the water and had a very refreshing swim. We did some more photo’s, and I kept on feeling something  touching me. I looked down and there was these tiny little shrimps on me. Encouraged by the cuteness we carried on shooting – until I looked down and there was a leech crawling on my arm. The photo session didn’t last too much longer than that.


We made our way back to the have a look at the middle pool, that was quite far down, and as Tristan said if you go in you were only getting out by rescue helicopter! We did a few photos and then made our way back down the hill. 



By now we could both see the benefit of the very daggy looking cotton boot and ankle covers, we were covered in cuts and scratches. We got to the bottom and did the long hot walk back to the car.

We were dying for a swim, so decided to make our way to a place called Nudie Springs, a thermal pool that comes out the ground at 50 degrees. It flows to a pool further down that is a much more reasonable 35 degrees. This used to be the site of the original nudist camp, but it was moved back to the homestead as he found that nudists also like to socialise with fully clothed people lol. As it is called nudie springs we stripped off and went for a swim – surprisingly although it was warm, it cooled you down – I think it had something to do with the wind that was blowing. We did a few more photo’s and then headed back to camp.

We called in at reception to sign back in and collect our bread, we noticed a sign for drumstick ice creams, so decided we deserved one each. We had to giggle when we got them, they had certainly seen better days, I think they had melted a little on the trip from Darwin in a ute! We went into the bakehouse to choose our bread and it looked fantastic. We couldn’t wait to set up camp to have cheese and bacon sandwiches for dinner.

We had been joking around with the owner about not wanting tan lines, so he invited us to test out his new nudist camp – we decided to give it a try just for the hell of it. It was brilliant, the place was empty so we had the whole campground as well as a brand new shower block all to ourselves – and we didn’t need to wear any clothes!

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