My Sunday Photo... Erskine Falls

This week I've decided to show you a few old photographs from my time in Australia.

(The weather here hasn't been the best for taking photo's this week)

I made the decision mainly due to the fact that my brother and his family are over in Melbourne, Australia at the moment.
Seeing his photographs has reminded me of a trip we made traveling along the Great Ocean Road. 

One of the places we stopped to visit was Erskine Falls (aboriginal name Kitjarra Ngitj/Ngatanwarr) which is a magical waterfall, tucked away in the beautiful Great Otway National Park...just off the Great Ocean Road.

This is my daughter... she's not only into art, she also loves photography. 

Does that remind you of anyone?

I remember that I just couldn't resist taking a shot of this sign. 

I've never seen a sign like it before or since!

Erskine Falls is like stepping back in time to the Jurassic age. 

There is quite a descent to reach the waterfall, but it is worth it..

If you'd like to read more about Erksine Falls then click here

As usual I'm linking up with My Sunday Photo
and Through my lens

Have a wonderful weekend and thanks for popping into my world.

I hope I'll see you again soon

Erskine Falls...another stop on the road trip....

...on the road again....

space, sky and lots of scenery...in fact unbelievable scenery, some to take your breath away. 

I've felt incredibly priviledged to have witnessed nature's magnificence....  

Long straight roads that stretch for miles....

but then there's so much to stop and see along the way....

Take for instance...

Erskine Falls (aboriginal name Kitjarra Ngitj/Ngatanwarr) which is a magical waterfall, tucked away in the beautiful Great Otway National Park...just off the Great Ocean Road.

 The offical photographer busy at work...

with so much to see on the descent...

But with a few hazards to watch out for on the way down....

 

 But then the rewards....

Misty ferns....cool freshness....incredible bird song...peace...plus cascading crisp clear water.

You cannot help but stop and stare in wonder....

...even believing perhaps that you have travelled back in time thousands of years...

Falling from a height of thirty metres...

continually moist from the fine mist of water dancing over the rock face. 

It has inspired thousands of nature lovers over the decades. 

Even the poet and novelist Rudyard Kipling wrote of buying a frond of fern “gathered where the Erskine leaps down the road to Lorne”. 

 Who knows, it might have come from this same plant?

As we started to climb back up into the present...the heavens opened and the rains came down...

timed to perfection ;D