Day 27 - Telegraph Track (Dulhunty to Gunshot)

Today was Groundhog day in terms of itinery, except this time we went north instead of south.  Uncle Chris took the reins and we made our way towards Gunshot creek with an eye to see if we could take the trailer that way going north tomorrow.

Before we got to Gunshot we crossed the Bertie again (becoming old hat now) and past the gunshot bypass turn off.  We came up to Chomondeley Creek which was a little bit of a dip for all involved.

(Insert link of going through Chmondeley Creek)

Then across the banksia filled wind swept landscape towards Gunshot.  It's not until you are right there that you feel there is a creek there at all.  Once you are there though you certainly know about it.  A small crowd had gathered doing a similar thing to us, look in awe at the drops and hope there was a crazy person there to take it on while we wait!

The drops are impressive, the original (see above) is still the steepest with a large puddle at the bottom to greet you. The scale of the pictures don't really give you a sense of how steep and high they are.  The second and third chicken tracks ain't that anymore, they just as serious these days.  The 4th, 5th and 6th weren't that much chop either, starting with a steep drop and ending in a deep muddy bog.

 The second chicken track, ain't that chicken any more.

 The drop we would do if we really needed to!

 With Uncle Chris at the bottom for scale, drop was about 2 metres with less of a bog waiting for you than the others but still a winch job.

(Insert video of gunshot chick track)

So we decided that this would be where we would end our journey today.  Like the Palm creek crossing we felt it would be doable if our lives depended on it, but whilst you have a choice we chose not to.  Like the others that were there with us, they decided to go back and take the bypass road around gunshot as well.

Whilst we were looking around the bots had fun in the creek, there was a swing rope and nice clear cool water.

The creek at the bottom

 The war wounds and memorabilia of the 2014 gunshot year.

We got back home about 12:00 and spent the afternoon reading books in the creek whilst the boys played on the small beach with some other kids that had arrived.