We got so wet – soaking wet. My trousers and my hiking shoes felt like I was coming directly out of the sea. Fortunately, I always wear hiking trousers, so the fabric was dry again after a couple of minutes (15 or so). My hiking shoes needed some more time to get dry.
Modern hiking shoes are made of special fabric to let moisture pass from the inside very easily and keep the feet dry, but work hard to not let water come in from the outside. The only weak point is the opening, where the feet are put in the shoes.
That day, the rain was so heavy, that it was able to come through my trousers and run down my legs and finally wet my shoes from the inside. The water used the opening meant to put the feet in them. That was too much for them.
After the rain, I pulled the inlay out of the shoes and dumped out the water. It’s really an unpleasant feeling when walking in soaking wet shoes. Back in my room, I removed the inlay again and stuffed toilet paper in my shoes to soak the moisture out of the material. Every now and then, I helped the toilet paper by letting a hairdryer blow warm air in the shoes.
About an hour later they were dried up completely and ready for the next trip.
What an amazing surf! When we got out of the cars, we ware able to see the spray. The coast is nearly 1,5 km (0.9 miles) from the parking ground. After about half an hour walk, we stood at the beach – what a panorama. Not much wind, but enormous waves and vast mountains of spray. I’ll show you some more images soon.
Did I already mention, I love waterfalls?
Do you see the ant-like men standing above the creek watching the rushing water?
This river is called fairy pools. I can’t imaging anyone bathing here, not even fairies.