We failed miserably at observing anything. We did hear what may have been geese.
An unpowered site in a corner of a caravan park.
A more attractive (to us) site than close to Stirling Range.
We know because there are signs with pictures.
We have no idea who Carnaby is or was. But it sounds so much more exotic.
It posed long enough for me to move around to where the sun was at a nice angle.
From 450m to 1050m in 3.5km.
Steep.
Each of them exactly the wrong height, and wrong distance apart, for comfortable walking.
But persevered.
To be rewarded.
Ali teamed up with a young (60) year old lady who didn't like the steep drop offs.
Some encouragement provided and well rewarded.
The ripples are close together and not very high, suggesting very shallow water.
Its 45 years since I was last here. It was difficult then, and it has been difficult now.
But we are here.
A nice birthday present to self .... I can still do stuff.
Phytophthora dieback has occurred. An organism that attacks the roots of plants, which then die.
I think a variation on donkey orchid. The ears look familiar.
At Central Lookout we saw this sign.
The two pics at bottom right are before and after the dieback.
I suspect in 1978 I was here at the wrong time of year for flowers.
Achievable because there were none of the wooden steps!
Evil looking?
It took an hour to melt the cheese and I was becoming impatient. Turn the oven up I thought.
The real problem was revealed as we started eating. A very thick layer of topping. We nearly couldn't finish the pizza between us.
Next morning we walked around the Cranbrook Flower Reserve.
Suffering from dieback, but still kept us entertained.
A spider orchid.
We come to realise there are several varieties of spider and donkey orchids.
Several hundred if I recall correctly.
A taxonomists heaven or nightmare, depending on perspective.
Perhaps a bee orchid?
We've probably seen, even pictured, clubbed spider orchids, without knowing.
No time to linger ... we forgot the mosquito repellant. We'll know better next time.