At the end of Currumbin Valley there is a National Park with paved walkways to boardwalks and lookouts to waterfalls and rock pools.
I went up there to get a few shots and ran into a couple of mud clad hikers. They said, “jump that fence and follow the river for about an hour and a bit. It’s amazing. you’ll get good shots there! And by the way there is no track.”
I thought, what the hell, and set off. Two hours later my ankles were covered in leeches, my boots full of water, and I discovered a miller tripod makes for a good walking stick. But at the end, I discovered a truly magical spot. So thanks to those hikers. I got to shoot for over an hour – in the middle of nowhere – miles from anyone or anywhere. Fantastic.

Ohne Worte!