Secret Falls, South Hobart, Tasmania

Secret Falls, Hobart, Tasmania. Secret Falls waterfall photo, located in Wellington Park up from Cascade Brewery.

TASMANIA – HOBART SURROUNDS AND WELLINGTON RANGE SERIES

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“If you make the Most High your dwelling–even the LORD, who is my refuge–then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.” (Psalm 91:9-12)

It was our “Mommy and Baby Day”, as we affectionately call it (even though she’s four years old now, the name has stuck). On our special day together, Mommy usually plans a “Mystery Surprise” for Baby. Today the Mystery Surprise was to find “Secret Falls”.

It is named “Secret Falls” because this pretty, little waterfall is not visible from the main track, and the Hobartians who know where it is are apparently sworn to secrecy not to tell anyone else where it is. So in keeping with the tradition, I won’t tell you where it is. However, if you really want to find it, Google will tell you.

Armed with a few clues, Amariah and I made our way up the track and quite anti-climactically found it straight away. It hadn’t rained much during the month prior, so this enabled us to walk right up to Secret Falls. I brought my camera and shot some photos while my baby mountain goat played happily in the gully.

Just as I was packing my camera away Amariah decided to climb back up the track which traversed the steep, muddy embankment, which was about a 2.5 m (8′) drop. She’s quite an agile little bushwalker, so I wasn’t really concerned until she decided she wanted a better view of the gully and began to move off the track to the very edge of the muddy embankment. Just as I began to shout, “Amariah, no!” she had already slipped in the mud and was falling, or rather–flying–head first into the gully.

In that split second, my frantic mother’s heart cried out, “Amariah!!!” She landed head first in the bottom of the gully about 5m (16′) away from me and somersaulted into a large pile of leaves that had been washed down by the rivulet. It was the worst fall I had ever seen her take, and as it was happening I feared she may have broken her neck or some bones or maybe even sustained internal injuries.

I tore off my camera from around my neck and bolted for her even though, surprisingly, out of adrenaline she had already gotten to her feet and was running toward me. ‘Oh, praise God!! She isn’t paralyzed and hasn’t broken her legs!’ I thought.

I scooped her up in my arms and did an immediate medical assessment. I was absolutely dumbfounded! It was a complete miracle! She had no pain in her neck, no concussion, no breaks or dislocations, no scratches, no bruises, no blood, and she stopped crying in about 30 seconds. She told me the top of her head hurt, but that quickly went away, amazingly without even a bump to ice. The mud and the pile of leaves had cushioned her landing, but truly and honestly, God’s angels must have protected her in their arms. It was honestly, honestly a miracle. Thank you, God!

That morning we had prayed for God’s health and safety over our day. He had truly heard our prayer and answered it! It strongly reminded me of the Scripture in Psalm 91:9-12:

“If you make the Most High your dwelling–even the LORD, who is my refuge–then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.” (Psalm 91:9-12)

Though by this time I had given myself the “Bad Mother Award” and was still quite shaken, my baby very quickly forgot what had just happened. She hopped and skipped and sang praise songs all the way back to the car. She loved “Secret Falls” and wants to go back again…and I am so exceedingly thankful to God that she will be able to walk with me there again.