few rain drops patter on the rainfly in the middle of the night. Just
enough to be glad to have a tent, not enough to get anyone wet. Wind
picks up in the early hours and we awake dew free around seven, ready
to see what the last gorge has in store for us. Not many rivers have
sections simply marked "The Gorge" on maps. Always optimistic, perhaps
this last gorge will be better than all the other ones we've suffered
through so far.
Luke Andraka roasts one last mini marshmallow.
Time to pack up the sweet campsite.
all agree the only smart way to proceed is to scout the gorge before
dropping in. Looking at our maps and the terrain, we decide to ferry
across and scout from the right. On a trail it's an easy walk up to a
lookout point. As we come up the rise and get our first view it's a
relief to see that it's not a boulder jumble; it should go. Then we
look a bit closer.
Luke Andraka overlooks The Gorge on Thomes Creek.
The longer we stare, the worse it looks, and we are still far away from the rapids.
the water surgest it's apparent this is just another boulder pile with
water flowing over it. Shallow rocks and sieves abound, as well as some
Yet it's just a lead in for the downstream horizon as the gorge narrows and the river goes over a large drop.