This walk caused me more concern than the one into Cathedral Gorge, but maybe I was just getting tired by then. It was quite narrow and precipitous in spots, but we all helped each other.
The beauty is quite extreme, and accosts one at every turn. Imagine looking up and seeing palms silhouetted against the red of the rock. Or the moon contrasted with the blue and the red. Just magical.
As we came out of the chasm, we turned to our right and hiked up a rise for a view over the valley. Such a vision of green. Reminds me a bit of Wilpena Pound in SA with its rocky surround and rich looking valley floor. This is where we found the yellow Grevillea.
I bookend this final post about the Bungles with a similar shot to what I start with. The BBs is an Australian treasure. I have walked around Uluru. I have tramped through Kata Juta. But neither of them can top the scenery in Purnululu. Nor can Kakadu or Arnhem Land. But we will come to them. Lovely in their own way, but this is spell binding.