13/06/22 Morialta Falls

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Our aim when finishing a sit is to leave the house sparkling and squeaky clean, the fridge stocked with fresh perishables, the laundry all done, and a contented pet lolling happily in whichever spot the pet deems best for lolling.  Thus it was that we left a suitably schmick house containing a cat who now had to use his own cat door and headed out to explore some more walking trails in the Morialta Reserve.  We wanted to make the most of the chance to see the waterfalls while, courtesy of the recent rain, they actually had water in them.


Hordes of Adelaideans had the same bright idea as us, so the biggest challenge was how to take photographs that weren't full of people while trying to avoid standing on small children running in  circles and shouting  "There's a koala!"  There was one, too.

On the way to the First Falls we found a side staircase to a cave.  

It was a big cave with a great view out over the valley.  It was a great place to sit and contemplate the view but we were far too cold to sit still for long.


Right, let's get going again.
 

We  went to the First Falls, and that was as far as we went because we had other things to do that day.  We added the Second and Third Falls to our TTDIA (Things To Do In Adelaide) list for another day.

Morialta Falls #1.

The creek below the Falls.

Having met our Falls quota for the morning, we trundled up through the Hills on the most interesting and squiggliest roads that we could find, discovering all sorts of interesting things along the way.

We found an old water trough;

an old cottage and a tree with bright leaves;

a teeny tiny post office with a bonus book exchange;

an assertive postman at a teeny-tiny post office;

a little graveyard at the top of hill;

an old church;

and some decorated bicycles.

Then, because we hadn't done enough walking yet, we went for a saunter around Mt Barker and got ourselves some groceries before we went home for a quiet, pet-free night.



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