Perrys Lookdown - Lookout and Dockers Lookout,
Are just a short walk from the car park which is situated,
Next to the camping area.
From these lookouts you can see,
Grose Valley and the majestic sandstone cliffs
Of Mount Banks and the towering trees
Of the Blue Gum Forest.
Are the mountains really that blue?
I often ask myself this question,
As I glance through some old shots,
Of the Blue Mountains in NSW Australia.
And so on a recent trip up to the mountains,
Perrys Lookdown came to mind.
Driving along the old Hat Hill Rd which is pretty rough and rocky,
But still suitable for 2 wd vehicles,
Those amazing views appeared as we approached the carpark,
And campground at Perrys Lookdown.
Surrounded by tall trees which provide a lot of shade,
The camping grounds have toilets and picnic facilities.
I really had to kick myself as I saw that magnificent
Blue Mountains Blue,
Lush green foliage and contrasting tree trunks.
Yes they are really that blue
and here At Perrys Lookdown
I see and feel the true spirit of the Blue Mountains.
But there is another side to the mountains,
apart from the spectacular views,
antique shops, restaurants and deli's that serve delicious food.
If you pull back -
"The Lush green curtains and the multi coloured veils of Sunrise and Sunset".
And look to the streets you will see it.
That grumpy old man who runs the nursery or bookstore,
perhaps wishing for a better cash flow or another life.
Chitter, chatter of the young and lonely
and small town gossip
in small town communities.
People who are living in poverty
roam the streets during the day - their faces a glazed mask.
Middle age and Elderly make up the majority of the communities here.
After spending a great deal of my 57 years in this wild and beautiful area,
I can distinguish the tourists and Sydney sider's from the locals.
But life up here is not easy,
and you can see the struggle of the local business's
and the people who tough it out and are just skimming through.
You can see the happiness and satisfaction
reflected on the faces of the ones that have prospered
through sheer hard work, they have made it.
So often I can feel and see the loneliness and despair
in the mountains as well as the contempt
for tourists who disrupt lives and pristine environments.
Do Witches live here? indeed they do,
and not very nice one's, or so I've heard.
A mixed community of artist's and people
struggling to find their way,
or perhaps chasing the true meaning of life.
"Drifting through the snow capped peaks
through the unearthly mist
that winds it's silvery tendrils
through and around that magnificent blue
which lies at the heart of the mountains ."
But it's not the people, the tourist attractions
or shops which make the mountains.
It's the joy and beauty which can be found here,
along with death and desolation.
" It is ancient, it is spirit
as it ebbs and flows
through the mountains and the valleys.
You can hear it whisper
and rustle through the leaves of the tree's
Softly sighing through the water
that rushes down the cliffs.
It reaches inside of you
and rips out your guts,
As you bow down to the majesty
And grace of that which is the Blue Mountains".