This year we camped at Ashley Gorge. A gorgeous small camping ground surrounded by native bush on the banks of a lovely clear unspoilt swimming river. Even the kids commented on how quiet it was at night and the bird life is unlike anything we see or hear in the city.
We didn't actually think we would be swimming. The kids took wet suits but it was hot enough not to need them. The water of course being mountain fed was still frigid. The kids didn't need to walk too far to find beautiful secluded swimming holes.
I passed on the swimming action. My role here is as lifeguard. Coincidentally here I am wearing the capri's that suffered a inconvenient washing accident and were subsequently refashioned into shorts and Maria Denmark tee. I say coincidentally but actually given that most of my wardrobe is now me made, it is probably more of a given!
This is what a morning walk looks like at the Ashley Gorge. I don't know who enjoyed exploring more, the kids or my husband (seen above).
Here I am on my morning walk this morning, trying really hard not to slip and end up unceremoniously on my backside. It is still a little cool in the early morning so this Jalie hoody came in very handy.