Before I moved to Australia, I thought the whole country was the Outback. One gigantic island of orange dirt with kangaroos, wallabies, koalas and – my favorite – Steve Irwin.
Obviously, there’s a lot more to Australia than that but I didn’t expect to see such a wide range of landscpaes. The Blue Mountains are b-e-a-utiful. They’re about a two hour drive inland from Sydney and they stretch on for miles and miles and miles.
Itching to get out of the city, we hopped in a car and drove the couple hours to the vast rolling mountains for a little hiking adventure.
We started at the top and worked our way down along the not-so-easy trail to the bottom of the valley. The path goes pretty much straight down with a series of stairs and narrow walkways wrapping around cliffs with thousand foot drops inches away. We frequently had to climb down protected ladders, tip toe over creeks and scoot between waterfalls.
All along the way, it seems like you’re hiking through Jurassic Park with the sounds of pterodactyls screeching above you. The flying dinosaurs are, in fact, cockatoos. We keep them in America as pets, but they fly wild and free around most of Australia. They’re beautiful and extremely loud.
After the hike, we drove over to the Three Sisters lookout point to check out the famous Australian rock formation, then headed back to the city for some well earned margaritas.