Nothing much to say here other than spent the afternoon riding out to a place known as ‘Hanging Rock’. There used to be a ‘hanging rock’ going on photos dating back to mid last century but I’d say the rock itself has long fallen into the Grouse valley below.
Bike and someone’s campfire. Good idea to camp a bit back from the cliff edge especially if you’re a sleep walker…
Stop on the way to Hanging Rock.
All new and fun things are forbidden.
Made for MTB riders, the track to Hanging Rock lookout.
If the tree fell – all would be at the bottom of the Grouse valley, a long, long way dawn.
Great place to slack line but that’s verboten in the Blue Mountains National Park. Like most things fun.
At the distant horizon you can see the Sydney skyline. Over 100 kilometres away. Not visible at the resolution of this photograph but just goes to show how good the air is up here. Unlike say, Beijing or London where you breath crap and can’t see the building across the street. No use giving up smoking if you live in such horrible places.