Mataranka

There is little more to do here than relax, swim, relax, swim, relax, swim and so that is exactly what we did.

We did venture out to Bitter Springs, about three kilometres down the road for some more swimming in a different spring. While the swimming area at Mataranka was man made, at Bitter Springs, it was a natural setting. We had been advised to take goggles and snorkel and we were glad we did, what an amazing experience. I would never have thought about looking under the water, but we were all glad we did, even if Cathy nearly drowned.

At Bitter Springs, where it was more a swimming hole we were able to float down a small section and view the scenery both above and below the water, well worth it. Josh and Chels had their own surf mats and Skinny and Cathy shared one. Now depending on who you believe, either Cathy was trying to drown Skinny or Skinny was trying to crash Cathy into all of the trees. Whatever the story, they both laughed and cackled like a couple of young kids.

This is an experience not to be missed, as long as you can swim. The basic difference between the two pools is that at Mataranka, you sit or float and relax where as Bitter Springs is more of a place to swim and enjoy the surroundings.