Crystal Creek descents from the great Dividing Range around 80 kms north of Townsville, as does its little brother Little Crystal Creek.
Originating from Lake Paluma in Paluma State Forest, this already clear water gets filtered even more on its way to the coast, the water is literally crystal clear.
Numerous cascades emerge throughout its journey down the mountains, too many to name. Easiest accessible are the cascades upstream of an old, stone-brick bridge.
This bridge was built in the 1950’s and made to last. This was a monumental effort by nearby communities, knowing how destructive water torrents in flash floods can be.
It looked like an old English bridge, ideal for Robin Hood to ambush her majesties valuable transports. Tree logging has played a huge role in rural history and therefore, this bridge is well constructed and won’t be moved by anything for a while.
I followed a track uphill from the bridge to some fascinating cascades.
The track ended here for most, not for me. I noticed more cascades further upstream and my sense of adventure kicked right in to gear. The boulders were dry and smooth, which would be insanely slippery in wet conditions.
Even though in fairly fast flowing pace, the creek bed extended to dry boulders at the time of my visit. A fairly big and steep boulder ended me and my well worn South Africa crocs in its tracks. There were more cascades upstream but I left that for next time.
The immense size of boulders, flanked by large palm trees was astounding. Plus the fact that again, no one else was here.
I made my way back towards this colossal bridge, which looked even more impressive from this angle.
Bricks over boulders.
Standing underneath it felt a bit spooky, yet added depth in photography.
The view in to the forest from the waterfalls underneath the bridge was amazing. All aspects of water, sky and forest were included, yet, hard to get in to one photo.
I was able to do so from the other side of the waterfall, looking upstream towards the bridge.
Yep, Robin Hood would have been unstoppable here.
Time is flying when you’re having fun and it was late afternoon already. I decided to drive up to Lake Paluma for an overnight camp.
The warm light of the setting sun reflected just as brilliantly over the crystal clear creek water. Just wow.