Well as usual I was looking forward to the weekend.
I had plans of being out before first light to catch piccies of the dawn.
With a late winter dawn I have been seeing some beauties on my way to work.
But when I woke in the early hours it was to the sound of heavy rain.
Believe me I was disappointed, but I thought “Ah well, it’s been a rough week at work. I could do with a sleep in.”
So I rolled over and went back to sleep.
Three hours later it was still pouring.
Deb and I pottered around the house until after lunch.
Still raining! And cold with it!
Eventually we headed out regardless.
Because while getting wet and cold isn’t much fun -
Rain is great for waterfalls.
Our destination was Sailor’s Falls near Daylesford about 90 minutes’ drive away.
Last time I was there they were basically dry.
well the piccie speaks for itself.
As you can see the stream divides above the gorge and tumbles down in two separate falls.
The left fall is pretty enough
But I think the right one is more spectacular.
I had to get closer so I climbed down into the gorge and across the stream to get some closer piccies of the larger of the two.
I am kind of happy with these, but they are kind of “ruined” because although the rain had finally stopped, there was so much spray blowing off the fall my camera lens was covered with droplets
(you can see some if you click on the piccie to enlarge it.)
By the time I climbed back up to the car (where Deb being wiser than me was comfortably knitting) I was cold.
So Deb and I beat a retreat to Daylesford where in this café
We had coffees
(You can see Deb is bundled in multiple layers against the cold)
And shared a savoury muffin
Then as we left in the last light I snapped a pic of the town hall across the road