"The King of Cold had taken up his residence there, and made us feel his presence all night."
We spent the next three nights based at Ormiston Gorge in the West Macs. This is a fantastic place, my favorite so far. We watched Dingos fishing in the waterholes in the Gorge. We traveled to Palm Valley and the mighty Prado did some extreme 4WDing into this unreal valley. Anne and I did a walk up to the Ormiston Pound and back out the gorge. We had to cross the water up to our waists at one point. It was extremely cold, my heart and legs almost stopped moving.
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