8 brave, (foolhardy?), souls defied the weather forecast and headed east. Some impressions of the day included …
Nice numbers of Eastern yellow Robins.
A grey and swollen Mitchell River but not ‘running a banker’.
Heaps of Red-browed Finches.
The machine gun call of the Lewin’s Honeyeater echoing up the gully.
Green, green, green – mosses, lichens, ferns, vines, pittosporum, kurrajongs.
Nargun not at home – again!
Coffee and cake at the Ticklish Turtle.