Softly, Softly..
It rained a few days previous to our girls weekend adventure at Mt Tamborine. The faint hearted among my friends refused to walk to Curtis Falls with me because of the increased likelihood of being eaten up by leeches on the way. Leeches are gross. Ticks are not much nicer, and there was a sign warning of them (as if you can see and avoid!) at the start of the walk.
But Bloggy friends, it was worth the risk. (I can say that with a sense of the cavalier now that I have come through the ordeal unscathed by any blood sucking parasites… )
Life is richer for seeing a waterfall. :-)
…and you can always carry salt 
