I'd never been to the Blue Mountains before so a coupla guy who had invited me and we caught the train to Wentworth Falls. Was late when we got there but there was a take-away shop on the highway and the nice lady made us hard boiled eggs & lots of food so we didn't have to keep coming back into town. She also said that the school hall may be open but if not the church hall should be... neither was so we walked down to where the path was that lead to the valley... by then it was pitch black. We rolled out our sleeping bags and went to sleep.

I was first to wake up in morning and we were on a slope, quite steep, so gently woke the guys & said don't jump up just sit up & look at your toes then ease out of your bags... lucky our heads were near the top of the incline! so we got up, had some of the food then walked down the path to find a place to camp. We found a really nice spot of soft grass and made that our 'home' for a few days. It was Easter but we weren't expecting what was to come! After a rest we made our way to nearest waterfall and decided to have a shower under it. So took off our clothes and enjoyed the water though it was a tad cold. after about 10 mins, out of no where it seemed a whole bunch of Japanese tourists showed up and without even a 'would you mind?' started taking our pics! That was interesting, we didn't mind, we were tripping anyway. So after they left we made our way back to our camp and played a coupla hands of cards.

It was a beautiful afternoon so I made love with 1 of the guys while the other watched, then he joined in. That was the day that I said 'if I could ever afford it would move to the mountains'. So years later when looking to buy remembered that comment and although couldn't afford Wentworth Falls did buy where I could afford! (That was in 1969, I bought my house in 1983)