Emmagen Creek / by Ethan Astall

After stumbling down Mt sorrow in the dark we camped at the cape trib car park for the night.

Awoken by the orange footed scrub fowls squawking around the car park the next morning we headed to end of the road (for two wheels drives anyway) past cape trib and had a swim in emmagen creek, which is the start of the Bloomfield track. Nothing beats a rope swing into a freezing pool of water, wearing only ya jocks at 8am in the morning. Along the road out stood this huge strangler fig! FROTH it’d be like 20 vans high.