27-09-2023

Gadget and meeeeeeee

Gather around friends, adventure family, misfits and, vagabonds I’ve got a story to tell.

Or sumfink

30 odd years ago when Jameison published the first edition of Canyons Near Sydney he included a short section at the back for other canyon areas with a short paragraph on Carnarvon Gorge saying it had sandstone slot canyons similar to the Blue Mountains.

The only description was try starting at the homestead, make your way up the gorge and look for a routes up.

My curiosity was pipped and it got filed in the back of my brain.

Since that time it’s become a tourist mecca with a wilderness lodge going in around 1996 and National parks developing a good trail network. But I had a feeling there’d still be some hidden gems.

So when the stars aligned and Gadget and myself found ourselves with a week off I said fugg it, let’s go.

Of course abseiling is frowned upon in QLD national parks. There are permits but from all accounts these are about as hard to obtain as diamond impregnated rocking horse shit.

So our plan would be to just have a look. Scramble up from the bottoms or down from the tops as far as possible then retreat.

Day 1 though would be the touristy stuff. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

We rock into the NP camp ground late Thursday night. Not realising the nondescript pop up gazebo was the visitor check in we cruise past and pull into a random camp site to get our bearings.

Hey Kylie, what number site is on our booking ? says I

9, says she

You’d never guess what number we had pulled into at random.

Ok, most of you guessed 9. But Shit yeah! good start to the trip.

Our first target was back up the road a bit, Micky Creek Canyon.

Micky Creek is on all the maps, tourist brochures and instagram posts but 1 person I spoke to said the side creek next to it was betterer.

Canyon 1

Weirdly Warrumbah creek is sign posted and has a tourist trail that leads to the mouth of the canyon but there was zero info on it.

The start was impressive but it was dry as a dead dingo’s donger.

The further we scrambled up the better it got. We met a guy who said he had visited in June and it had been flowing.

Note: to self September is a shit time to visit. Hot as hell and dry. you could see the moss drying on the walls, with a bit of water the colours would pop.

About a kilometre on we come to a long section of stinky pea soup looking water. We thought about trying to bridge over it but the walls were slimey and it’s our first canyon on our first day and it already exceeded expectations so we headed back down.

Canyon 2

Micky Creek right branch.

Once again the tourist trail takes us to the mouth of Micky Creek canyon. It ends while the creek is still a wide gorge but soon after there’s a junction and we head up the right branch.

Eventually we got to a scramble that,while confident I could get up, I wasn’t overly keen on getting back down the slippery stone without a hand line. so once again we decided to turn back down.

Canyon 3

Micky creek left branch had a short section of canyon just upstream of the junction. This seemed to be the source of all the brochure and instagram photos. It was pretty but short. We continued up and it was narrowing but it wasn’t long before we were stopped by another scramble ropes would be handy for.

Continue to Day 1 Part 2