Day 1: A FEW MORE WATERFALL SURPRISES
We woke up at around 8am and it wasn’t until about 9:30am that we finally left Tumut. We had some errand to run in the morning and shipped some NZ books at the post office. The lady at the post office said they had none of the rain that we had experienced earlier on this trip.
Now, I wondered about the shape that Paddy’s River Falls would be in considering that was the next waterfall on the agenda.
And so we headed out and drove closer to the New South Wales/Victoria border. We went through some mountain driving as we were amidst the Snowy Mountains though there was definitely no snow during our visit. Instead, it was bright and sunny.
By 10:50am, we arrived at the car park for Paddy’s River Falls. We immediately heard some running water so we felt that was a good sign as we had feared the worst. And as we walked down the single-switchback trail to the base of the falls, more of the falls was revealing itself to us.
When we made it to the bottom of the falls, we could clearly see that there was a large alcove behind the falls. That meant getting behind the falls was easy. Of course, other people recognized this too as there was a lot of graffiti on the alcove walls attesting to that fact.
The graffiti was unsightly, but at least we got some good photos of the falls before we headed back up to the car park. And by 11:45am, we continued our drive towards the NSW-VIC border as we were headed to Wangaratta while hunting a few more waterfalls along the way.
By 2pm, we arrived at the town of Woodonga, which was actually a dual town combined with Aubury. Both towns were straddling the border between New South Wales and Victoria.
At 2:20pm, we found the Woodonga Visitor Centre in the Gateway Village. We picked up some information mostly to get a little more clarity about where we would be able to find Woolshed Falls and Newtown Falls, which we knew were around here.
And by 2:40pm, we were back in the car heading for the town of Beechworth, which was a few minutes from here.
Eventually, at 3:20pm, we arrived at the Woolshed Falls Picnic Area. And from the overlook near the car park, we could see a contextual view of what normally be a pretty impressive cascade. Unfortunately, it looked like it was mostly riverbed sliced by a thin cascade that appeared to be what was left of the struggling waterfall.
So we took some photos but opted not to do any of the walks to get closer to the watercourse (including the Historic Walk, where miners used to use it to try their luck at panning for gold). Given the low waterflow, we were just content to get our photos and keep moving on. So by 3:30pm, we were back in the car.
Next, we then drove towards the town of Newtown and the Newtown Falls. We eventually got there at 3:45pm, where like with Woolshed Falls, this waterfall was also struggling to flow. Still, it had some appreciable flow beneath a road bridge, and we took what photos we could of this roadside falls before moving on.
Julie and I were wondering if the falls viewing experience would get worse as this seemed to be the first of the waterfalls seen on this trip where the waterflow seemed to be quite impacted by the Australian Drought.
Eventually at 4:25pm, we arrived at the Wangaratta Motel (Quality Inn). Given all the driving that we did on this day, it was a welcome break. When we planned this trip out, this was meant to be a strategic stopover point before heading over to Melbourne tomorrow.
Day 2: ANNIVERSARY WATERFALLING
At 7am, Julie and I checked out of the Quality Hotel Wangaratta Gateway in Wangaratta. Knowing that we’d be in Melbourne at the end of the day with a booking for one of their fine dining restaurants (Ezards), we wasted no time in getting to our sightseeing activities.
First up was Snobs Creek Falls. This was a waterfall that didn’t appear to be tall from the pre-trip research I had gathered. And since the drought was foremost on my mind, I also wasn’t sure how the falls would be flowing – always holding out hope that we would still have similar success to what we experienced up to this point on the trip.
So at 9:05am, we had finally arrived at the signed pullout after a short drive on an unsealed road. We were the only ones here this Saturday morning and it was early enough to keep the area mostly under shade.
As we got out of the car, the first thing we noticed was how loud the watercourse was. It didn’t have that deep-toned thunder for really high volumed watercourses, but it was clapping loudly. So Julie and I eagerly followed the short developed track towards its overlook.
And sure enough, Snobs Creek Falls didn’t disappoint. The splitting cascade tumbled over some giant rocks on its way past the overlook as it continued to descend further into the shady ravine. We could only see the upper tiers of the falls, which made it seem smaller than it really was.
But by 9:42am, it was time to leave and head to another waterfall near Marysville – Steavenson Falls. Now the literature described the falls as having a total of an 84m tumble so both of us were quite anxious to see it. I had a feeling it was probably going to be a very popular and well-developed reserve since I had read they also flood light the waterfall in the dark.
When we arrived at Marysville at 10:30am, we stopped briefly to pick up some meat pies for takeaway brekkie. Once that was done, we had to take a small detour before we finally got on the road leading to the car park for Steavenson Falls.
Once there at 10:47am, we paid the self-help kiosk, placed the ticket on the dash, and started walking to the falls. As expected, the car park had many cars and there were dozens of people here and there either walking to the falls or having just returned from it. We also left the meat pies in the car to let it cool down thinking we wouldn’t be long on this excursion.
The walk, for the most part, followed the stream downstream of the waterfall. Eventually, we would see the upper parts of the falls and indeed it had decent flow (though clearly it had seen better days). But nonetheless, it wasn’t trickling nor was it dry so it was certainly worth spending the time being here.
I could see how the falls was 84m, but it’s hard to see the entire falls at once or at least capture it in a photo in a meaningful way. As we walked closer to the falls, the path forked – each path leading to a viewing platform on either side of the stream.
We proceeded to take the left lookout (crossing the bridge) where a few people were enjoying the falls. One thing I noticed here was a sign that commemorated four youngsters who lost their lives here from a tree that fell on them.
Since Julie went ahead of me while I was taking photos earlier, I had noticed she was on the opposite lookout across the stream. So I quickly headed over to the other side to rejoin her.
While on the other side, there was another group of people enjoying the falls. This one was dominated by a group of young girls urged by the father to pose for a cute sibling photo. Once they were done, Julie and I starting checking out the falls from the platform.
Now the view here was more angled. Once again we couldn’t see the top of the falls from here as well. So after taking our photos and allowing nature to keep us calm, we walked back to the car to have our meat pies, which were still warm when we got back.
By now, it was 11:36am and we had a choice to make. I had noticed a waterfall on a map we picked up yesterday called Cora Lynn Falls. I figured since it was reasonably close to Marysville, why not seize the moment and see what this one was about?
So that was exactly what we did.
We headed east on Marysville and one of the first things we noticed was that the road got narrow and windy even though it was paved. Complicating matters was the presence of fast-moving motorbikes zipping along the winding road. Sometimes their speed made it really seem like they were taking a big risk if they happened to turn too widely with an oncoming car on one of the blind turns.
Anyways by 12:04pm, we were at the easy-to-miss car park for the Cora Lynn Falls. There were other hikes that left from this area, but they involved walks of durations that we were ready to commit considering we still had to get to Melbourne and our restaurant booking later this evening.
Julie opted to take a nap in the car (despite the noise from the buzzing motorbikes zooming by) and let me do the walk on my own. So after quickly crossing the winding road hoping a motorbike wouldn’t run me over, I quickly entered a shaded forested area. The trail was easy to follow though it was a little overgrown in places. I could tell this trail did get use, but not that much.
After about 5 minutes, the trail descended some more past some interpretive signs before ending at the Cora Lynn Cascades itself. The sound of motorbikes were still audible, which kind of took away from the experience. Also, the falls were neither tall nor very impressive. It did flow somewhat but given the shadows and the volume of the falls, it wasn’t really anything to brag about. So after briefly taking a few photos, I headed back to the car to rejoin Julie.
It was 12:24pm by the time we left the little pullout. There was another car that was just pulling in at the time.
When we continued past Marysville, the road remained winding. We were amazed at how curvy it was considering the amount of traffic the area gets.
Anyways, when we finally got to Hwy B360, we had to make another choice.
Should we find a way to drive all the way west to Strath Creek Falls (or Murchison Falls; another waterfall on the list of things to do) through more winding roads, or should we just head straight for Melbourne?
Considering how late it was, we reckoned we had better head into Melbourne.
We had reached the city’s northeastern suburbs by 3:30pm. Little did we know that it would take nearly an hour just to get to the CBD from here. The traffic was also quite heavy and constant and it was quite a warm day.
The traffic here had a different feel to it. Perhaps it was because of the tramway sharing lanes with the cars. When the tram would stop to load/unload passengers, I was a little confused about whether we should go around it or not.
But it turned out that when its lights were blinking, you’re supposed to stay put behind the tram. On one occasion, I didn’t know this and kept on driving. But an emphatic blown horn behind me made me think twice about doing it the next time. Oops.
Finally, we eventually got to what looked like the city center. Obviously, it was even busier than what we had seen on the way here. Anyways, we were getting close to our check-in spot, we reckoned, so it was time to start following the proper streets to get there.
So as we drove further into the Melbourne CBD looking for our hotel amidst the heavy traffic, we were dismayed to find that the street we were supposed to take had closed. But that was ok, we thought. We could take the next street. But when the next street came around, it too was closed. Then the next street and the next.
What was going on?
Eventually we were able to make a right turn (not knowing about “hook turns” at the time) but not before we were back outside the CBD. Eventually, I found street parking a couple of blocks away from where our hotel (Mercure Hotel Melbourne) was supposed to be. At that point, I waited in the car to avoid having to pay for the parking while Julie walked alone to find the hotel. At least I could listen to Triple J to pass the time, I reckoned.
It must have seemed like forever, but roughly an hour later, Julie returned to the car with instructions on how to get to the car park.
She went on to explain that the CBD was closed due to a Christmas parade.
“A Christmas parade?!? In November?” I inquired.
“Yeah, but it’s over so they’ve opened up the streets now,” she replied.
So with that we drove towards some underground parking structure under the QV Shopping area. It was going to cost us around 20 AUD per night or whenever I leave the lot (whichever comes first) plus we would have to walk from there to our hotel while rolling our luggage. The time was now 4:30pm.
But after all that, we finally were able to check in to the Mercure Hotel and we managed to land a pretty nice and roomy suite. Both Julie and I wondered if this was part of the upgrading because of GoWay’s screw-up in booking our accommodation. Regardless of all that, it was nice.
Our dinner reservation at Ezards was not until 9pm. Back in mid-October, I made the booking late because I wanted to make sure we wouldn’t be late. It was actually a backup option because the much publicized Flower Drum was fully booked when I called. I just had to see how much better Cantonese food could be from what we had already known about. But oh well, I didn’t think we were missing out on much anyways.
Still, since it was only 5:45pm, we had some time to walk around the city and get a sneak preview of both Ezards and Grossi Florentino – both restaurants I booked for our wedding anniversary (today) and for Julie’s birthday (next Friday).
The restaurant Ezards was on a small side street on Flinders St. It was a little underground and didn’t look like much when we got there at 6pm. We asked to see if we could show up earlier, but it turned out that we couldn’t. Oh well, no worries. We’d still be there at 9pm for a special night out.
Then we took some time walking east on Bourke St. for a few blocks to the Grossi Florentino. It too didn’t look like much outside, but at least we knew where it was for our return to Melbourne next Friday.
So with our little walking tour of the CBD out of the way, we returned to our hotel to clean up and get dressed up.
About 45 minutes before dinner, we decided to start walking to Ezards. The walk wasn’t very long and we ended up at the restaurant with nearly 20 minutes before our arranged time.
By now, the restaurant was romantically lit and very busy (and loud). It was a major transformation from the dull underground dive we saw during our sneak preview just a couple of hours earlier.
So we sat at the waiting area and splurged with some delicious wines (on an empty stomach).
A couple of minutes past 9pm, we got seated and got some bread that we got to dip into some oil which we could further dip into one of three different but very tasty salts. I don’t think neither of us ever had bread like this before.
I don’t fully recall all the mains and entrees we ordered, but all I could say was that it was a beautiful blend of Asian/Australian fusion. I kept telling Julie this was probably the best fusion restaurant we’ve eaten at (though we haven’t exactly tried that many; perhaps Spago [if you could call that fusion] in Beverly Hills beats this one out).
After a very satisfying meal, we headed back to the Mercure Hotel. Julie was very pleasantly surprised that the waiter took the trouble to beat us to the door so he could open it for us. Very top notch fine dining experience at a price that was more reasonable than some of the other fine restaurants we’ve been to.
It was around 11pm when we returned to our hotel. We were quite sleepy and we had a pretty long day trip out east to see some waterfalls in the Gippsland area. With the waterfall successes from the past few days and the looming rain storm over the area threatening to precipitate some more (we were entertained by the lightning show), the prospects for waterfall viewing looked good. That made me sleep better…
Day 3: THE BIG GIPPSLAND LOOP
It was about 7:20am when we left the Melbourne CBD for Gippsland. With no need to go vagabonding, it didn’t take long to get into the car and move on.
We weren’t exactly sure which roads we were supposed to take to leave Melbourne, so we ended up taking surface streets until we eventually got onto the Hwy 380 (Warburton Hwy) then we took the C425 Warragul exit by Mt Baw Baw.
It wasn’t until around 9:17am that we finally arrived at the Toorongo Falls car park after driving the unsealed gravel Toorongo Valley Road to get here. Julie decided to stay in the car thinking that it might start raining and that she wanted to nap a little while longer in the car.
So I headed out and did a little loop hike that took in the Toorongo Falls first. It turned out the falls was actually quite tall but the viewing platform only took me to the main tier, which itself wasn’t that tall. There were more drops below the viewing deck, and I quickly realized that it wasn’t easy to try to show the full size of the falls in the photos.
The walk to get here was quite easy and well signposted. There were a lot of ferns and greenery around this place, suggesting that this area tended to get a lot of rain. Of course, I wasn’t complaining considering the general sentiment that Australia badly needed some rain.
After having my fill of Toorongo Falls, I then continued onwards to Amphitheatre Falls, which was a tiny waterfall probably only 3m tall. There were other cascades flowing consistantly further downstream, which the trail followed.
After a bit of driving further east from Warragul, we eventually took the C482 bound for Lor Yang and Yarram. And by 12:10pm, we found the visitor center at Traralgon, where we picked up some more literature and info concerning some of the waterfalls in the Tarra Bulga region.
We continued driving south on the C482 towards Yarram, them we took the C483 towards Tarra Park. The road to get there was quite narrow. We parked at the Tarra Valley Trailhead at 1:38pm and took the trail for Cyathea Falls.
Thinking that we might get similar success as Toorongo Falls this morning, we eagerly anticipated seeing this waterfall, which was said to be fringed by plenty of ferns and other greenery seemingly assuring us that this part also was perhaps not terribly hit by the drought.
Then, when we showed up to the falls, we were disappointed to see that the falls wasn’t doing so well, and it was in the bright sun while the rest of the scenery was in shadow. So not only was it not doing well, it also wasn’t that photographable!
So we didn’t linger here for long and we eventually got back to the car park at 2:20pm. The 35-minute loop walk felt like it was kind of a waste though we did enjoy the rainforest settings.
About 5 minutes later, we then stopped by the Tarra Falls, which had a signpost. It was merely a sloping cascade that seemed rather flat from the side. There was nothing that special about this falls so we left by 2:25pm.
At this point, it was getting late in the afternoon so we made haste as we drove out of Tarra Valley and eventually headed west on the C484 for Yarram. Then, we were on the A440 bound for Melbourne.
Along the way, we made it to the Agnes Falls Reserve, and we parked at 3:25pm. From looking at the photos in the literature, we anticipated seeing this 59m waterfall. However, when we looked at it, it wasn’t flowing nearly as well as in the literature. Still, it had some appreciable flow so it wasn’t terribly disappointing.
After a short walk to see as much of the falls as we could, we returned from the 200m walk. We weren’t sure if some of the flow of the falls might have been interrupted by the Cooks Dam and Pierson Weir, but I figured that the overall low rainfall was probably more of the culprit than the man-made interventions.
At 4pm, we were back in the car and then we continued our long drive back to Melbourne. The rest of the drive was pretty uneventful though we were always on the lookout for exits before getting to the CBD because apparently we were supposed to pay for Express Lane passes in order to take the most direct routes into the Melbourne CBD.
I wasn’t sure whether we violated any rules or not, but I recalled we might have briefly gotten onto the pay lane before exiting as we started to recognize parts of the CBD where we were supposed to get off and get to the familiar shopping plaza where the car park was.
So by 6:30pm, we were finally back at the Mercure Hotel in Melbourne. And thus, we concluded a very long looping tour through Gippsland east of Melbourne. Tomorrow, we’d leave Melbourne and head west into the western parts of Victoria.