This past weekend I went to Royal National Park. This park is about an hours train ride south and is a popular site for fishing, hiking, and camping. The trip got off to a rocky start as we went to the southern most point of the park and attempted to hike our way to a waterfall. We ended up on a path that I’m pretty sure was used in the Blair Witch Project. It was really creepy. So we turned around, got back on the train, and went north to the main entrance. From there we had to take an old-timey tram into the park (The tram was based at a museum with a bunch of old cars. Dan, check my pics on facebook if you haven’t seen them already). The main entrance to the park was at the top of a mountain, and all the trails led down into a valley with a river. We started hiking down “Honeymoon Path”, although I don’t know who’s idea of a honeymoon that path is. It was very steep, and a tiring walk down. Once at the bottom though we were near the visitor center and the place was packed with families camping and fishing and canoeing. People were having cookouts for days. The food smelled awesome. It made me wish I were home at my 4th of July cookout with my family. We attempted to hike some more to another waterfall, but got lost in the woods. Luckily we didn’t go too far so we were able to get back pretty easily. I guess we just weren’t supposed to see waterfalls that day. We had lunch at the cafe at the visitors center, which was surprisingly good. After we hiked back up the mountain and caught the train home.
This was probably the last of my little day trips. I’m pretty much out of money at this point and there’s a lot of places left in Sydney that I still need to check off my bucketlist (pretty much just bars and the Opera House…spoiler alert for a future post I’m seeing Macbeth this week).