After lunch and our visit to the Sutherland falls, it was an easy walk down to Dumpling, again walking below sheer cliffs over a kilometer stright up. Frequent helicopters and sight seeing planes got to be somewhat of an annoyance, removing any sense of peace and isolation normally experienced on a good tramp.

I had left Dumpling Hut late as someone had taken off with my putties. Then there were too many photograph opportunities for me to catch up with the rest until I discovered them resting "on the rocks" at Poseidon Creek.

We were now on the last leg of the tramp, with enough time to catch the first boat, but the views were worth short stops to record on camera.