There it is, the sign on the main road that points us onto a sealed road into the park. That's good, a sealed road, since we are travelling with an old Ford Falcon. Near the information centre it's over with that luxury and we have to conquer 10 k's of gravel before we reach our destination. Fortunately the road has just been graded.
When we get to the parking place at Dales Gorge we see nothing. No sign of any gorge, that is. Well, nothing to do but follow the arrows than. And right until the very moment you get to the stairs that take you down into the gorge you wouldn't know what you were walking towards. Did I say stairs? I mean a natural one. The first three steps are man made, and mother nature's done the rest.
Once at the bottom of the gorge we can go either left or right. Since right will take us to the exit, we turn left, to the dead end of the gorge. A tiny river makes it's way down the walking track. All the way at the end we are stunned by the sight of what is called the Circular Pool. The water looks so swimmable and yet it's so cold...
After we make our way back to the stairs we follow the track in the other direction. We are suprised by the many different sights. The track eventually takes us to Fortescue Falls at the other end of the gorge, and yet again, swimming is a must.
When all clothes are dry again we take the stairs on this side of the gorge and make our way back up to the carpark. It was a beautiful day.