Drizzle Falls with a 5 second exposure to play around with the fun currents of water. To our surprise, someone had lifted the ground while we were at the falls, and we just kept having to go up … and up … and up, seemingly forever, until about 50 metres before the car, when we were given a crumb of easy downhill. That is what we appeared to have had on the way out. They are not on the map.Īfter we levelled out at the top, we expected a long flat road walk to the car. They may be smaller, but I found them to be the most picturesque falls of the day. Either the bush had dried out a bit as the day progressed, or Adrian soaked up all the moisture ahead of me, but I didn’t seem to get wet at all on the rebound. After that came a long slog up the steep hill. A circle is much more fun than out and back, so we followed the ridge once we’d climbed it, and rejoined the Griffiths Rivulet via a tributary to the east, which kindly offered us two more waterfalls, albeit small ones.

Rob climbingĪdrian mooted the idea of a different route back, and we all approved. At least my stones bounced, but not as well or convincingly as theirs. I joined in, but not with the same success. I smiled to myself about bushwalking with boys: Gussy threw snow on Tuesday these guys were throwing stones today. Some great shots skipped right up the first level of the waterfall. Rob climbingĪfter the obligatory photos from a few different perspectives were taken, and lunch enjoyed, the guys got into stone skimming. I don’t like wet shoes when I still have over 6.5 kms left to go. The best views of the falls involved our crossing the creek, but I found a spot that didn’t involve my getting wet, so all was good. The saddle and ridge on top reminded me of fun orienteering days, and we followed the open ridge along to the left a bit before dropping steeply to our goal. I was a tiny bit miffed that his section was open and dry, but, well, such is life, and I was not so miffed that I couldn’t enjoy walking through such open forest.

On the trip to Orford, there had been lots of beautiful frost everywhere, but it seems that this translated to a large amount of dew in this bush, as I got pretty saturated leading us down, and was very grateful when Adrian took over to lead us up the other side. It was wide and stony, so I was very glad when the time came to leave it and start bushbashing. It was, however, a road, and roads will be roads, even if no cars can come along. Caedence is an ace cricketer, so he is no doubt using some of that technique here.įor our directions and basic information, we consulted the blog of Denis atĪnd liked his advice, so used his route for our way out, parking just short of Three Thumbs Lookout, and then following an old road, made all the nicer for the fact that no vehicle could get to use it. Adrian and Caedence show their style skipping stones.

This is probably my fault for not getting out the tripod, but that’s just how it goes. I was going to let you judge for yourselves, but really, this blog is about beauty, and I decided that Ugly Duckling Falls, as I am going to call them here, are just not worthy of an appearance. A different small waterfall on a tributary of Griffiths Rivulet east of the main Griffiths Rivulet that harbours the Falls of our mission, was only permitted a few handheld shots, so I guess it can consider itself the ugly duckling of the day. Of course we got out the gear for the main ones, Hidden Falls, but we also paid Drizzle Falls, seen on the way home, the courtesy of a proper shot. It is such fun to visit waterfalls with people who not only love being there, but who understand when you want to get out your tripod and camera because this scene looks worth that kind of effort. Today I was lucky enough to visit the Hidden Falls Orford for the first time, being invited to join my Waterfall Friends. Tasmania boasts three Hidden Falls, but the Hidden Falls at Orford are the first and the real Hidden Falls, being on the map, for a start.

Hidden falls