Amongst the petrified trees within the waters of the waterfall I splashed about enjoying the ice cold water and feeling the power of it on my back as it thundered over the edge of the mountain.A short distance away I could hear a frog calling, while crag martins soared over head occasionally alighting on the rock face above me, perhaps looking for a suitable place to nest, and not too far away, up on one of the highest points sat a rather handsome Blue Rock Thrush fly catching.
The air was filled with the mist from the water and the sun shone through to warm my body as I sat near the edge, loving every moment of just being in the presence of Mother Earth.
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