I was up past the stunning Mitchell Falls at Walsh Point, and I had seen no one for a few days after leaving the more popular tourist spots behind.
Being mid-July, Mitchell Falls itself was extremely busy, at the campsites, on the track to the falls, and even in the sky with choppers buzzing about ferrying tourists back and forth. I decided to head further north to the quiet Surveyors Pool, and eventually up to Walsh Point, where I was told the track was pretty ordinary.
That advice must have put some people off, because when I arrived at the Surveyors Pool car park, I was the
