The Great Dividing Range

Being an independent soul from a very young age, I was in a big hurry to leave home and see the world. I’ve been fortunate in what I’ve been able to do and the places I’ve been able to visit; seeing how other people live, or survive in the world has made me realise how blessed we are in this country. There is so much we have that other people don’t – and I mean everything from space on the footpath right through to women in secondary and teritiary education. I have however, been exceptionally slack in how much of this country I’ve seen – or not seen as the case is. And until last Friday I hadn’t seen Jenolan Caves. Can you believe it? I’ve had quite a few trips to the mountains, quite memorable trips to the mountains. But I’ve never done the caves.

Luckily for me I have someone in my life for whom Jenolan Caves is the centre of the universe. It’s his favourite place on the planet, and he took me there last week. It was just gorgeous driving up into the mountains, getting higher and higher until we were quite literally, in the clouds. And the caves are something else, they really are. I’ve never really been one for stalactites and mites, and I wouldn’t know calcium carbonate if it bit me, but my stars the caves are spectacular. These things are rock, solid rock, but there is such motion, it really took my breath away. I was, as my companion said, like a kid in a candy store. I just never imagined rocks could be such things of beauty. The whole experience was quite profund – the caves exist because of a weakness in the rock which allows the water to trickle through and form the tites, mites and the drapery. Think about that – the weakness enabled this extraordinary thing to come into being. If you haven’t been to the caves, and like a day trip out of Sydney, then I really recommend you leave the sewing room for the day, and take a visit to Jenolan Caves.