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Karajini Camp grounds were bare. No power, no showers, no rubbish bins! But it was peaceful. The Karajini Gorges were amazing. We didn’t have to go far from camp to visit Dayle’s Gorge. On the first day, we hiked down to circular pool. There were lots of big steps and rocks to get down into the gorge. When we got to the pool, we walked around a ledge to a little water fall. Mali and dad wet their hair under the waterfall. The waterfall water was warmer than the pool. The rocks were bright orange/red and the water was so clear.
Then we started to hike back. That was when I fell off a ledge! I fell at least three meters, and landed SMACK! On the large flat rock below. Mum screamed and dad quickly jumped down to the rock where I fell. I started crying, but mum, dad, Mr. Bernhard and Ms. Narelle were all relieved I was conscious. Dad quickly checked me over for broken bones; none – thanks goodness! I had a big bruise on each knee (already looking purple and angry), scratches on both shins, a sore hand, and a scratch and bruise on my forehead. We got back up the gorge as quickly as we could. After dad carried me for a bit, I actually climbed most of the way out myself! Grandma had stayed toward the top of the gorge and had seen the whole accident

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Karajini National Park

June 22, 2016

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23rd - 24th June

Karajini Camp grounds were bare. No power, no showers, no rubbish bins! But it was peaceful. The Karajini Gorges were amazing. We didn’t have to go far from camp to visit Dayle’s Gorge. On the first day, we hiked down to circular pool. There were lots of big steps and rocks to get down into the gorge. When we got to the pool, we walked around a ledge to a little water fall. Mali and dad wet their hair under the waterfall. The waterfall water was warmer than the pool. The rocks were bright orange/red and the water was so clear.
Then we started to hike back. That was when I fell off a ledge! I fell at least three meters, and landed SMACK! On the large flat rock below. Mum screamed and dad quickly jumped down to the rock where I fell. I started crying, but mum, dad, Mr. Bernhard and Ms. Narelle were all relieved I was conscious. Dad quickly checked me over for broken bones; none – thanks goodness! I had a big bruise on each knee (already looking purple and angry), scratches on both shins, a sore hand, and a scratch and bruise on my forehead. We got back up the gorge as quickly as we could. After dad carried me for a bit, I actually climbed most of the way out myself! Grandma had stayed toward the top of the gorge and had seen the whole accident

happen. Mum thinks it was Grandma’s prayers that made everything work out fine in the end.
The next day, we went back to Dayle’s Gorge to hike in the other direction, to Fortescue Fall and Fern Pool; more beautiful scenery. This time we saw a massive tree – some sort of fig tree, that had so many branches. It would have been an awesome tree house. Mali and I climbed it on the way there and the way back. At Fern Pool, dad went swimming, but mum wouldn’t let us! He swam to a waterfall on the other side, and climbed on the rocks behind the waterfall. This hike was easier than the first day’s one; there were metal stairs to take us down into the gorge.
On the third day, dad wanted to show us Weeno Gorge, but it had rained a lot the night before, and the rangers had closed the roads. We decided to leave Karajini a day early, to try and leave the rain behind us.

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