Once we got to Terania Creek camp ground, a short drive from The Channon, we weren’t entirely sure where the track to the falls began. A few Lace Monitors (Goannas) darted about the area. We asked a man who was sitting at a table with a girl there in a wooden gazebo type structure to point us in the right direction. He led us back up the road we’d driven to get there to a small boardwalk which would take us on our way.
But not before summarising his life and situation for us. “I’ve got golden staph!” he admitted to us. I made eye contact with Anna and Paul who already began to give the man a wide berth. “And cancer.” he continued “See? Look at these sores!” as he lifted up his pant leg to reveal a pale, withered leg. His clothes weren’t in great shape either. “I’ve been trying to get to Brisbane hospital cos they won’t take me at Lismore. So I’ve been living here for a while. I’d try for Brisbane but I can’t afford the fuel. I’m really just waiting for the ranger to kick me out. ” At this point I realized this strange mans eye weren’t quite straight, and his teeth were severely distorted. “Basically I’m just waiting to die” he said, matter-of-factly. “Oh hey! Will you be around tonight? Cos there’s something really special I can show you. Mushrooms! But not just any mushrooms, these one’s glow in the dark!”
I must say, I was intrigued and had I not feared contracting some kind of disease from this odd character, I may have considered sticking around. I made a mental note about glowing mushrooms in September at terania creek camping ground and Paul, Anna and I set off for the falls. Here are a couple of the less gallery-worthy photos I’ll just keep here in the blog. (That’s what it’s for!) You can find some more photos of the falls I’ve taken here, here and here.