Showing posts with label insects. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insects. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Camping in The Grampians

Campsite at Halls Gap, Grampians Victoria



Press play on the player above and listen while viewing the photo of our personal slice of ultimate solitude at our campsite in the Grampians Victoria.




Cicada in the Grampians, Victoria

So what's that horrific racket that nearly ruptures the eardrums? Nope, not the corellas (although 100 or so of them do make quite the racket,) but apparently the little fella to the left, a cicada. One cicada, no problem. 1000 horny cicadas and you have a sex infused concert that threatens to rupture your eardrums.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

The Birds, part I

What’s camping without your friends? Every mealtime, our neighbours arrived:

Seagull on scavenge dutyRosella:  cute or annoying?
Magpie with Crazy Vocal CordsShy Honeyeater

Harriet the Seagull, Crimson Rosella, Magpie (aka Computer Bird), Honeyeater, and hey, what's a picnic without ants . . . bull ants, that is.

Big'Ol Bull Ant

Thursday, July 13, 2006

one beautiful waterhole after another


After successfully completing the didje playing and spear throwing challenges, our group was deemed road worthy so our guide Scott loaded us up in the back of the 4WD and off we went. Our first stop was Litchfield Park, about an hour out of Darwin, to see the massive cathedral termite mounds and the cool flatten magnetic termite mounds with their north/south axis.

Although we couldn't find the clue box amongst the termite mounds, Scott still allowed us to carry on to the next leg of the journey, a chance to cool down in the Buley waterholes. It was crowded but the day was already hot so we didn't mind. Besides, the setting was spectacular, as Buley is a gorgeous series of about seven little rock pools with cascades between each.

Refreshed, we hiked to Upper Tolmer Gorge, clambering up, over and down rocks to reach our destination (as competently demonstrated by Kiki, a fellow camper). With a guide, we were allowed to access a restricted area to swim in yet another beautiful waterhole in between the little upper falls and the significantly taller lower falls.

Mid afternoon, Scott loaded us up one more time to drive for about two hours to an old deserted World War Two airstrip near Katherine to camp for the night. We roughed it out in the middle of the wilderness, using the bush as our toilet and sleeping in swags. A swag is an Aussie bedroll--a thin mattress in a canvas (oilskin?) bag to protect you from snakes, spiders, centipedes and mozzies. The night sky was clear so we fell asleep under the stars of the Southern Cross--it was beautful.

Monday, January 30, 2006

Are There Really Flies in Australia?



Yes. The annoying, swarm en mass and get in your face type flies. Flies that have no qualms about crawling in your nose, landing on your eyeball …or even worse…flying into your mouth just as you are breathing in so that you get a late afternoon meal. These two stunning photos demonstrate the phenomenon...in certain areas it's almost impossible to take a photo without a fly in it. I guess that flies, like humans, lust after recognition and fame.