Blue Mountains National Park - Part 3

Hello again. Catching up on a backlog of photos. These are from the National Pass track, near Wentwiorth Falls (a small town near Katoomba). Whereas the previous tracks were either across the top of cliffs or below them in the valley, this track has been been cut through the middle. Remarkable foresight and skill. It's one of the best day walks I have been on. You walk over waterfalls under overhangs hugging the dude if cliffs. 

Blue Mountains National Park - Part 2

Weather has generally been good in Katoomba - cooler and less humid than Sydney, mid to low 20s but the last couple of days have been a bit cooler, 15-17 with  a lot of rain yesterday and very foggy. First a few observations.....

Interesting Signs

During my travels have seen a few interesting signs above shops:

-  Batteries, Food, Cold Drinks

-  Hot Food, Crystals, Drinks (this one was in the Blue Mountains)

- High 'N Wild Abseiling, Office Upstairs

Photographing 

Quite a lot of tourists here as the Three Sisters is big attraction and lots of photos are taken. A lot of Chinese in particular. The fog yesterday didn't stop them - even though you couldn't see the Three Sisters they were still taking pictures of themselves in front of the fog and of the fog. I am sure they have seen fog before.

Talking about photographing, this morning at breakfast one of the guests (new ones as I have not seen them before) took photos of themselves eating breakfast and of the breakfast room. Don't ask me why.

Anyway more pictures and this are from the Federal Pass trail which runs below the cliffs along the valley floor, (near Katoomba) so there was a steep climb down then a steep climb up...

Blue Mountains National Park - Part 1

YArrived in Katoomba (Blue Mountains) on Saturday and the scenery here is amazing - as you will see from the pictures below. But first some observations....

Interesting People

On the train up here had a foghorn leghorn (aka loud talker). Six calls to various people advising of her travel plans, including arranging for her mother to pick her up because she didn't have any money. She clearly has a complicated life.

On the train to a walk yesterday saw what is not unheard of on public transport - the application of mascara and lipstick. But this one stepped it up a bit by also spraying on deodorant. 

Accommodation

The hotel I am staying at is an older style one - which is nice, it has a lounge room and the room I am in feels like a room in a house. But it has its idiosyncrasies. Apart from the half baked repairs around the place, for instance they moved the door handle on my door and patched up the hole but didn't paint over it, there's the musical entertainment at breakfast. Admittedly it doesn't  happ',en every day but last Sunday I was having breakfast at 8 when some musicians started setting up - thought nothing of it, I assumed they were getting in early. Then they started playing instrumentals, then a woman sat on a stool in front of them and started singing what I assume was a jazz number. What do you do, look at them, eat breakfast, applaud? Awkward - particularly when my table was just a metre away. Then we had a choir practising on another night. It is definitely a candidate for the Hotel Inspector.

Anyway, here are some pictures from the Prince Henry Cliff Walk...

Royal National Park

Hello from NSW.  I am on the first of my trips to National Parks around Australia. This time I am visiting the Royal National Park, near Sydney, and the Blue Mountains National Park (and I will be based in Katoomba). I travelled from Bright to Sydney by bus and train and as you can probably guess that was an adventure in itself....

Getting to Sydney

Well the first thing I noticed while waiting at Wangaratta station was that they appear to be operating a metal recycling company out of their store room. First I noticed a whole lot of shopping trolleys in there, then someone came out with a wheel barrow full of crushed aluminium cans. The train trip to Sydney was relatively uneventful, apart from the train being 1.5 hours late, and the tourists in front of me constantly making their DIY meals and applying hand cream.

When I finally got to Sydney I had trouble finding my way out of Central station (the station is huge, on multi levels), then when I got to the hotel a Chinese family (or rather entourage, as there was so many of them) were negotiating a room at 10pm, at the Y Hotel (which is nothing more than an expensive hostel) - I think they thought they were in a strong negotiating position, I suspect the person behind the counter would have loved them to walk out the door.

Interesting People

I caught the local train to get to the Royal National Park, the trains are really good but you get to see some interesting people...

One day on the way back I was sitting at a station when someone came up to me, standing, and plonked their bag next to me. Why, I thought - as there was a whole station platform to stand on - there was only about 5 people on the platform. Well the reason was because he wanted to talk - out of the blue he asked me about how I use my walking poles. That's a question I was not expecting. It's like asking someone how that breathing thing works. Then he started going on about his friend who has a wrecked knee and rattled out some medical terms. It turns out he is a fitness student (but he looked at least 30) and he had all the hallmarks of an interesting person: he was wearing lycra shorts  and was wearing way too many wrist bands on one hand. Then he asked about my walking socks - luckily then the train came and I let him go in front of me, he went on the top storey and I went below - I love those double decker trains. 

On another trip a mother thought it was really important to discuss loudly, with her child, their underwear requirements., then she decided to talk about her counselling sessions to the child - as she was getting off her mother rang her but she could only speak to her on loudspeaker because her phone was broken. I really felt for the poor child.

But the best one was the character I saw, wearing long shorts and bright runners, at Central station who carefully stepped over the ticket barrier (as he was quite short), then he went up to one of the CCTV cameras and waived his umbrella in front of it. Obviously an anarchist.

Chinese

I think they are targeting me. Sydney is full of Chinese tourists and I think one of their main missions appears to be to irritate me. They cross in front of me on the footpath, they block me on the footpath. I even found a whole lot of them playing Chinese music outside my room at the hotel when I came back, I don't know who they were.

Anyway some pictures from the Royal National Park...