Six Mile Creek
I arrived at the campsite to find it almost deserted spare one group, mother and children down one end. A babbling creek was a constant mummer in the background if you listened carefully, but then you could, the silence was only broken by a chorus from a colony of Kookaburras and the constant buzz of marsh flies.
I wandered to the cascades, a short 10 minute walk through the rainforest. The cascades was a series of huge boulders, arranged to drop the creek level by some 30 metres. Where the water pooled at the top and ran over, it was slowly eroding the rock. A splendid litle waterfall.
It was almost unbearably hot and humid at mid day, but it soon eased to a comfortable evening and a very cool night. I woke up to the Kookaburras chorus, and enjoyed a camp bacon and egg breakfast, broke camp and left before the heat came back!