From
Charnley we headed into Mornington Wilderness Camp, also run by the Australian
Wildlife Conservancy. Before embarking
down the 90km road you have to use their UHF radio on the side of the road to
check for campsite availability.
Another
lovely campground along the banks of the Annie Creek, the station is actually
named after the Mornington Peninsula. A
man by the name of Bob Maxtead rode his horse from Mornington to here to go
droving. (Poor horse!)
There are
two main self-drive interpretative trails out to the Gorges here indicating
places of interest and the AWC’s conservation efforts. Sir John Gorge ends at a huge gorge which Ash
and Cadell went and explored by foot while Coen and I sat in the shade of the
big rocks reading. Coen got most of the
way down on the crutches and we piggy-backed him the rest of the way. Afterwards we headed to Bluebush swimming
hole to play on the rope swing. Coen
unfortunately had to sit and watch but was visited by a large Merten’s Water
Monitor just ambling past him.





We spent the
next day canoeing the 1.9km up the Dimond Gorge, stopping at each of the sandy
beaches. Oh no our first cloudy day in 34
days! The sun did come out later
on. Quite a bit harder paddling on the
return journey as the wind had picked up. Unfortunately we didn’t see any freshwater
crocs or shy little wallabies. We
did however rescue a couple from the middle of the gorge who capsized their canoe and had some
harsh words with each as to whose fault their misadventure was. Then a quick
swim in Cadjeput Pool on our way back to camp.
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