Settled into camp and had a great spot to set up my tent. Made a cup of coffee and went to the rim edge to watch the sunset. Awesome colours of reds and oranges intertwined with the hazy bluey/grey tones of the night shadows highlighting the breadth and depth of the valley before me. Seemed like I was so in touch with the spiritual world and was transfixed in my comfy position in awe. In the stillness of the twilight a lyrebird came wandering to within 20 metres, until he spotted my tiny movement for adjustment for a clearer look at him. He fled over the steepness into the dark shadows below. The calling by his companions in the gorge echoed into the thin cooling air of the night. Then the moon rose from the horizon, in the same orange glow that was previously experienced the night before. I had been lying here for about three hours, taking in all the beauty that surrounded me but could not move until the moon had risen to the point that it again highlighted the mountainous terrain before me. Silence is deafening. Unreal!!!