Hi All…
I’ve just got back from a rather relaxing weekend. Where was I these last few days? Well, rather atypical behaviour for a geek like myself, I ditched the laptop and other I.T. parafenalia, packed up the car, and headded across to Queen Mary Falls, just outside Killarney. This was a basecamp organised by the Bushwalkers of Southern Queensland, we were camped on a private property right up in the highlands just a short drive from Carr’s Lookout.
We got there about midday, having left Brisbane at around 8:00AM, passing through Boonah, and up the long and windy steep road on the way to Killarney. The afternoon was spent pretty much unpacking the rather heavily laiden car (3 adults packed into a 1982-model Subaru stationwagon doesn’t leave much space for comfort). What was immediately apparent when I first stepped outside, was the temperature and strong wind. We were expecting it to be cold, as we were at quite a high altitude, however just how much colder, was a suprise. The wind was blowing pretty much constantly the whole weekend, changing only in direction. I was wise to leave my hat in the car — I don’t fancy doing a Mary Poppins/Flying Nun impersonation.
Day 2 began with a long walk around the Queensland/NSW border fence down to the Killarney gate… a round trip of 17.6km. There wasn’t all that much in the way of photo opportunities, although I tried to get some shots of the countryside in — mostly rolling hills. We managed to get a shot of Mt. Lindsay (see left) whilst having lunch on top of the ridge, although cloud cover meant the views weren’t all that we’d have hoped.
Towards the end of the walk, we were met by domestic cattle on numerous occasions, coming up to check us out, before running off to the other end of the paddock. At one point… where we had lunch in fact, it looked as if the cattle were guarding the track (see right), but it would appear that it was merely animal curiosity — they quickly moved off when we started walking again.
The walk finished a very steep descent (see left) down to where the cars were waiting. This was hard going on the knees, and before long, my feet were sending messages up my spine about it. This was probably the hardest bit of the walk. Definitely not what it was cracked up to be. Nonetheless, we made it… and of course, we were stiff-legged for much of the evening.
Night soon approached, and we gathered around the campfire for another night of bad jokes, stories and other discussions. This of course presented an opportunity to experiment with trying to photograph the flames. Long-exposure photography is an interesting challenge, and one that can give rise to some nice effects when done right, especially with things like flames and waterfalls.
Day 3 started out with the usual sharing of easter eggs… being Easter Sunday. Cereal and chockies for brekky… Eggcelent! Then came the decision of what to do for the day. We weren’t in the mood for a long walk, however there are quite a few tourist spots around to look at, and a few of us had hatched up the idea of doing the Queen Mary Falls walk this day. It certainly sounded better than just laying around. So while the more adventurous (masochistic) ones tackled Wilson’s Peak, the rest of us piled into a few cars and checked out the local sites.
First stop, was Queen Mary Falls (left). There was a little traffic on the path with various other bushwalkers checking out the place, but it was an easy going, graded bitumen path, a stark contrast to yesterday’s walk. I managed to get a few shots of the falls, which weren’t looking at their best due to the dry weather lately. Nonetheless, it was a pleasant walk, well worth the trip.

Along the way we stopped at another lookout, this time for Daggs Falls (far right), and yes, another snap of the falls… there was also a rather interesting monument erected for Samuel and Mary Young, who owned land which included the reserve (inner right).
Further down the road, we looked at Brown’s Falls (left). Again, quite a bit of traffic on the track, but once we got there, it was quite a nice spot. There was some opportunity for photography on the way, with a 

moth spotted on the way to the falls, and a couple of birds (feathered) spotted on the return (right).
The remainder of the day’s activities were decided over Devonshire tea & scons before lunch. The general consensus was to have a look at the Condamine Gorge. There was no set-up walking path or lookout for this, basically we were walking on private property. We set off from the campsite on-foot after lunch, and soon arrived at the cliff overlooking the gorge. There weren’t that many opportunities for photos, since much of the view was obscured by trees — and none of us were willing to get close enough to the edge to avoid them.

Whilst the views were glorious despite the obstructions, we did manage to get a few snapshots. We also discovered an echidna (right), unsuccessfully trying to remain hidden under a fallen branch. On the return, we also startled a wallaby which took off at high speed — needless to say I wasn’t quick enough with the camera.
That evening, we discussed the days events. For us, it had been windy pretty much the entire day except for when we were in the gorge checking out the waterfalls. We were surprised to learn that the more adventurous group on Wilson’s Peak had enjoyed practically no wind, and glorious views from the top. That said, a lot of the people on that trek were quite keen bushwalkers, and thus someone like myself would likely find themselves way behind the others.
Weather-wise, we had a pretty good trip… but of course, rule no. 1 when camping: it always rains the day you wish to leave. We had some rain overnight, and in the morning on Day 4, cloud descended over the camp (left). To add to this, it also rained a bit that morning… just to make sure. The weather held long enough for us to get everything packed away, but we wound up having to stuff the tent in the car damp — it is presently stretched out in our garage drying out. That said, it was bright sunshine by the time we pulled into Boonah, and the drive home was uneventful.
I didn’t take as many photos as I have on previous journeys, however it was a great trip, and a place I’d be keen to visit in the future. Trips of the entire camp can be viewed on my gallery site.