There is no better way to start an expedition in this country than to head into the canyons and mountains. Only a small sign signalling the turning, is separating you from the road this beautiful place. This find was only by chance, the initial plan was to head towards the Tara river canyon, but regret it was not. There is plenty to see throughout the entire national park, but what the most captivating element was the lake.

Having just come into the peak of autumn, the colours, weather, just awesome. The dreary weather enveloping us with a blanket white sky as the morning mist began to lift. The lake itself became a blank canvas for what was all around creating the crisp mirror reflections in the photography. The beautiful diversity of colours and the crisp cold weather made the naturally stunning place look like a picture from a fairytale. The one thing that truly amazed me, was the lake soil, completely cracked and separated by what would appear a sever shortage of water. How was this possible? We had managed to witness the complete contradiction that is essentially, a flooded drought. Everything was calm and tranquil, with no one else around, it was peaceful, and I really felt at peace… that was.. until we saw the bear foot prints, a larger set, and a smaller set…