El Questro Gorge

At El Questro now, and exploring the amazing gorges here. “Gorgeous” is used a lot, leading me to wonder the origin of the word…

We started with an adventurous water crossing at El Questro gorge. Currently 1m deep, it was too much for our disco without a snorkel, however as luck would have it, a nice couple, Ed and Anne, rolled in with a hire car. They offered a lift which we gladly accepted. We barely made it, with water inside the car…
The drive back out was worse, as the water level had risen, causing the car to float and eventually stop. After a few moments waiting for it to recover, the various warnings on the dash were ignored and we were dropped off, thankful for our working and dry car :-)

The gorge was (wait for it) gorgeous. Very rocky to get in, but with picturesque little pools, lots of palm trees and interesting narrow clambering to do. We got to the midway point before deciding we could go no further, as we would need to be more aggressive in our rock climbing.

Max started to struggle a bit on the walk back, but just as a donkey follows a carrot on a string, Max can be motivated with cookies, helpfully on hand. He finished in record time :-)

Tired and hungry, we meandered back to the campgrounds, hopeful for a burger, only to find the kitchen closed! We drowned our sorrow in a beer and bag of potato chips, before heading back to our campsite.

We decided to head there for dinner instead, bumping in to our friends with the drowned car (which is all good now, after disconnecting the battery to reset the computers). A steak dinner before heading home to bed, exhausted but fulfilled :-)Les mer