Day 2 – Tuesday, 12-Aug-2014

@8:53am

So it’s almost 9:00am, and I’ve had a few coffees. It’s started to drizzle rain, and the entire sky looks overcast. The rain isn’t heavy enough to cause me any issues with wetness, but I don’t know whether there’ll be too much bushwalking today if it persists. The Cockatoos don’t sound too bothered by the rain; they’re squawking to one another in turn, as are the Currawongs and the usual ocean of smaller bird noises goes on as I write. May as well make another coffee or tea and check the weather forecast.

My beautiful feathered brothers! Ahh I just love listening to all the different bird species yarping, tweeting and singing to each other.

It’s still raining, but I don’t think it’ll last forever so I shouldn’t be tarp-bound all day. It’s stopped momentarily, and then started again but it’s only spitting so that’s fine. The upside of any rain, of course, is that less people – overall – come out walking when it’s wet.

Of course, as soon as I say it’s only light rain, it starts to get heavier. Mm should’ve just left it out. Sure smells nice and fresh though: Wet Turpentine, Eucalypt and leaf litter.

@11:23am

Alright so the rain has finally stopped long enough for me to attend morning matters, and it looks as though it’ll be clear enough for some bushwalking. A mini walk at least.

Thing about camping on your own in the middle of a rainforest without any entertainment, is you have to entertain yourself, and sitting at your camp all day just don’t cut it: you have to go and walk, whether to explore and find new areas or simply stretch your legs: Outside of meals and coffee-breaks, bushwalking is about the only stimulation you get, so that’s what you do.
Of course the other stimulating activity – for me at least – is finding interesting subjects to take photos of. Three times a day I write in this diary: morning, lunch and at night. The rest of the time the phone is in flight-mode acting as a second camera.

Anyhoo, one more lunch coffee and I’m outta here.

@5:16pm

It’s almost dark, and I’ve just finished a pretty good pasta with deep-fried garlic and shallots, dried mushroom and parmesan cheese.

I did indeed go for an exploritory walk down the hill to the south-east, and was elated when I spotted, through the trees, what looked to be the new trail I’ve been wanting to go down. Turned out to be just another elbow of the endlessly snaking fire-trail I’ve already explored.

None-the-less, I did find a strangely plant-less section of hillside without a single fern, sapling or blade of grass anywhere on it. The only things on the ground were dead leaves, twigs and piles of dead branches: like a graveyard for dead trees it was.

On the way back I watched a pair of bright red and blue parrots foraging on the ground for food, and yet again tried to snap a photo but they were too far away to be clear.
It was already raining – again – at this point, which is why I was heading back for camp.

@8:36pm

The rain has drizzled-down constantly all night now, so there’s not much more to say: raining most the day, raining all night.

Day 2 – Tuesday, 12-Aug-2014
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Jason
Animal-loving cleaner with a parrot.