Oh shucks Alisa. You tickle me pink with your compliments. I wish I was a published author. That would be so cool! Thank you so much. You made my week!

If it hadn't been for my husband, I would've walked off that bluff, simply because I convinced myself that there wasn't a gorge there...
However, I am so thankful for that day because you can bet you're bottom-dollar that now whenever I hear a singing gorge I'm extra careful. So, yep I think it could save my life. Now that I know what I know. lol I won't second guess me again.

You're also right about people thinking what they see, hear or feel is the same for others. That's another lesson I learned that day. I'd heard that about other people, but I never thought I'd be the one who was the only one (at the time) that actually experienced something seemingly so normal to me, while others were deaf to it.

I honestly believe that my husband probably would've never paid attention to the hums if it hadn't been for me. I think the reason he can hear them now it's like you said



I've been pondering on the being able to hear the hum when I'm down in a gorge and I can't. I've been in gorges to see waterfalls and all I hear is the crashing falls.
We've fished rivers that cut through gorges and it's almost like being in a tomb or a bottom of a well. Unless a bird chirps or a boat passes, the silence is almost deafening... to me that is...

I hope someday, you can hear the gorges sing. Australia has such a varied terrain that I'm sure there's many places that would sing opera... so-to-speak lol

Thanks again for all your wonderful compliments and thought provoking comments.