The Rainforest Journal: Outing #15 – Day 2

(Monday 1-December-3014)


Before we begin, here’s a 3-minute audio clip of the rain I got most of the day, for a fittingly atmospheric background noise. Just press the play button on the left:


@11:43am

Whether there was Possum activity last night or not I don’t know because I fell asleep before they visited – if indeed they did. Of course it was raining all night so hearing them approach – with the usual crunchy footsteps – was not possible since the ground was wet.

My favourite species of Ant out here, these guys are almost an inch long and yet they're so gentle I allow them full freedom to walk about inside my tent now. Lovely Ants.

My favourite species of Ant out here, these guys are almost an inch long and yet they’re so gentle I allow them full freedom to walk about inside my tent now. Lovely Ants.

There certainly were Rats about though; several times I had to kick em off the top of the tent from below. When I awoke this morning I open my eyes and see half slices of bread on top of the tent, between the inner mesh and rain-fly; perhaps they climbed up there to eat it so other animals wouldn’t bother them? Dunno. When I say “kick” em off the tent – too – I mean shove them off with my foot; I do not cause any pain to said Rats, just shove em around till they climb back down. Just wanted to clear that one up.

@2:27pm

Rain and storms for the bulk of the day, with sun only in the morning and late afternoon.

Rain and storms for the bulk of the day, with sun only in the morning and late afternoon.

It’s been raining since midday, so there’s not much to do but kick back and enjoy the cool while it lasts. I’m thankful for any rain at the moment since – because of the warmer weather – the flies don’t take long in the morning to reach a critical level, whence upon they start to fuckin shit me off, which in turn means I have to begin catching them and ripping their wings off; transforming them from flies into “walks”.

Be so much easier for everyone concerned if they’d just go find something dead to crawl all over.

Another attractive Pied Currawong visits for bread. One day I'll bother to record the calls they voice.

Another attractive Pied Currawong visits for bread. One day I’ll bother to record the calls they voice.

A lone Currawong came to visit just before the storm and rain crept-over, though he only took one chunk of bread before flying off again. Usually they’ll spend a while filling their beaks completely before flying back to their nests.

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Still, the rain generally puts an end to any animals desire to forage around for food. Even at night, the Possums only seem to come out during very light rain. The Rats of course – being Rats – don’t care either way; neither heavy nor light down-pours will get between them and a potential meal, and I’m still quite impressed they didn’t chew a single hole in the tent, especially considering I was gone a few days extra this time. That makes it every second time I’m gone they’ve chewed holes, and the times between them they haven’t. Bit of a pattern there.

@8:58pm

The storms are still surrounding the mountains, with lightning and thunder flicking down both near and far, though the rain has started and stopped several times in the past hour.

I’ve also just witnessed two fireflies drifting through the air together. They’re so bright, they look just like the flashing lights you see on bicycles at night, like bugs with flashing LEDs attached.

Anyway I’m waiting for nocturnals to drop by.

The Rainforest Journal: Outing #15 – Day 2
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Jason
Animal-loving cleaner with a parrot.

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