One day had passed since I said goodbye to Kintan.
After everything we had been through together in such a short period of time neither of us were ready to part ways. We couldn’t help but to spontaneously plot the last three days of Kintan being in Australia to visit myself in the Blue Mountains.
I packed my car full of camping gear to then head off to Hornsby station where I excitedly waited at the gates for Kintan to appear. After a big welcoming hug we loaded in all her belongings into my baby 4wd. But before heading off we had a cheeky detour to the shopping centre to refuel our bodies and reminisce on our passed week.
Back into the car we got, to make tracks onwards to the Blue Mountains. I’m always filled with overjoy when I have the opportunity to share the beautiful place I call home.
First stop, Wentworth Falls. Breathing in every bit of fresh air as we strolled passed two waterfalls down to the main attraction. I quickly slipped my shoes off to feel the chilling stone beneath my feet. Wandering around capturing each other and the beautiful falls before we noticed the sun starting to go down, one barefoot in front of the other we headed back up to the carpark.
Before our next destination we took a brief detour once again to refuel our bodies. This time with my favourite quick feed, Mountain High Pies.
Next stop, Katoomba. I couldn’t take Kintan on her first Blue Mountains trip without stopping at the iconic Three Sisters. Surrounded by a flock of people we were eager to make tracks for our final destination to my favourite sunset spot.
Quickly we grabbed the wine, mugs, snacks and blanket to then climb up to where we sat back and watched the sun go down behind the mountains in the distance. In that moment all I could think of was how crazy it was that simply one week ago we were strangers and now we were wild sisters sippin’ on wine out of camping mugs on a cliff edge waiting for the first star to show.
Climbing down we made our way back to the car to pick up hot chips for a super lazy camp dinner. Rolling into the camp ground whilst it was pitch black was a slight error(totally worth it for that sunset), we drove forwards and backwards several times, drove away and came back and repeated it all again to then settle for the perfect spot for the night.
Kintan and I snuggled into our sleeping bags in the back of my car with one door open so I could watch the stars sparkle and let the fresh air in. We were both ‘oh so’ drowsy rambling on with a lengthy d’n’m into the night until we both closed our eyes to catch some Z’s.
We woke early to the car being surrounded by fog. Nonetheless we headed over to Govetts Leap and Evans lookout‘s in hope that the sun would be seen. Unfortunately it was a no-go… so we rolled back across to Govetts to sort out our belongings in the car and sat in the back chatting until the sun shone. One last try for a clear view at Evans before heading down to Katoomba, we bumped into a lovely friend which was a surprise. Taking seperate paths Kintan and I headed to a café in Katoomba which made us feel like we were in an Irish treehouse (no complaints from us!). With our bellies full we drove around to Katoomba Cascades/Falls. The waterfall at the beginning of the track wasn’t flowing too well which made us feel a little disappointed, but we continued to follow the lush track unsure where we were heading. I felt like a little fairy in a big lush garden, passing trickling waterfalls and creeks along the way and accidentally taking the right turn we ended up at another waterfall, my eyes lit up with happiness.
Flat Rock was calling our names for Kintan’s last tasty sunset in the Blue Mountains.
Exploring every inch of the spectacular piece of rock and catching the last bit of light at the edge we left feeling satisfied ready to head home for dinner and a shower!
I’m unsure when our paths will cross again but I’ll always be beyond grateful for our incredible opportunity with Caravel Content and NSW National Parks for pairing me up with an as equally wild and earth loving human *insert sigh*.