A decidedly chilly morning, and lack of big fluffy duvet had me up early to see clouds drifting over the campsite, nearly close enough to touch. Wandering down to one of the viewing platforms showed the sun peaking over the 3 sisters, and clouds drifting out of the valley, forming as the air rose over the cliff edge. An impressive sight, but even with the balloon ride fresh in my mind, I’m not convinced of such early starts, best to keep it for special occasions!
With our own transport this time, it was easier to visit the different viewing platforms and walks of the Blue Mountains, and after a few hours of walking and viewing we moved on to the Jenolan Caves, foolishly expecting the Jenolan Campsite to be in the vicinity. A steep winding road dropped us down into the gorge containing the caves, but with no campsite in sight. A check of the map showed the campsite 30km away back at the top of the hill. Nothing else for it but to stay in the hotel, with heater and a TV, ah such luxury!