I was thinking last night what a lousy tourist I would be. Unless, of course, my photography improved a hell of a lot. You may have seen my earlier attempts to capture a decent photo of the Bottom Waterfall. I keep going back again and again, each time hoping that this time I will get it right. Imagine me a tourist with an itinerary...."No, no, I can't possibly catch that plane/bus/train. I have to go back for another photo". And another. And another.
Early Saturday afternoon I decided the light might be better than on previous visits, so little Georgia and I ventured down to the creek. I think this photo is an improvement on my previous efforts. (And Adrian will no doubt tell me if it's not.)
Georgia was keen to visit the footbridge again so we headed that way but the little dairy farmers' daughter did not like the look of the cattle on the other side of the creek. They were a lot more interested in us than she was in them.