The Rainforest Journal: Outing #14 – Day 3

(Monday 17-November-2014)

@11:52am

Decent weather for it, today.

Decent weather for it, today.

I’m back from getting my water. Nice to do it *before* the hottest time of the day for a change. Of course I took some typically uninspired photos along the way and had the thought that I should really lift my compositional game. At least for the featured image each day, I could do a bit more than hold the camera up and press the button.

Some random tree.

Some random tree.

The animal photos are always more difficult – of course – because they don’t stay still while you get a better angle and often nope-out if you move towards them. As a result, any chance I get for animal snaps I just end-up taking right where I am before they’ve finished eating, run away or scramble up a nearby tree.

The dead branches are solely the work of Cockatoo chewing all the leaves off, then leaving for another tree.

The dead branches are solely the work of Cockatoo chewing all the leaves off, then leaving for another tree.

Anyway, I’ve spent the day thinking about my stupid corporate piggy ex which has over-shadowed an otherwise fine, sunny day. The animals will distract me again as usual, just a matter of time.

Such a long, long trail. Used to be a fire trail but the RFS no longer and it's staff out here because it's too dangerous during a bushfire.

Such a long, long trail. Used to be a fire trail but the RFS no longer and it’s staff out here because it’s too dangerous during a bushfire.

BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND

@1:39pm

In an effort to distract myself from the perils of an ex that wants to remain besties, while keeping her eye out for the next big *cough* thing and while I wait for some sign of reptilian life I’ve had myself a wash and decided not to wear anything other than my socks and when I go outside boots as well,  to stop any bugs I step on from fanging my feet.

I brought Dettol anti-bacterial 99%-germs-dead soap this time too, so there’s no doubt about my cleanliness.

Now, I’ve never been any kind of naturalistic/nudist-type and generally prefer to have clothes on but it’s pretty warm today and since I had to get down to my boots to wash anyway, why bother putting hot, sticky clothes back on? I can’t see any reason other than insect bites and since I’ve only been bitten twice in six months – once by that spider and once by one of those tiny black “sugar” ants – thats hardly any kind of a reason at all.

@1:34pm

I’ve maimed about 20 flies so far today. I’m getting pretty damn good at it. I wait till they land on the tent inner fabric then stun them with a pawing, rub their wings into mush then flick em out for the Ants to rip apart. I’m just recycling, really.

I’d feel bad if they were any other kind of bug that *doesn’t* annoy the shit out of me all day but the constant buzzing within my personal space – trying to walk on me – makes sympathy impossible. You know how flies eat right? Vomit on some dirty nappy, slurp it back up then fly-off looking for someone to vomit on, that’s how they eat. They breed in shit, garbage, discarded tampons and pads then come to try and walk and vomit all over me. No fucking thank you.

Disgusting insects, flies.

Even the blow-flies know to leave when I swat at them. The little house flies though; they just never stop harassing you until you disable them. Anyway I’m rambling a bit, ’cause I hate them so much.

Spider of the day? She's living in my tent too, and although much larger than the other jumping spiders the way she turns to face what she's looking at makes me think she may be a jumper too.

Spider of the day? She’s living in my tent too, and although much larger than the other jumping spiders the way she turns to face what she’s looking at makes me think she may be a jumper too.

MONITOR MATTERS

@3:02pm

Well I saw Junior stomp past about half an hour ago but he looked like he was in some kind of a hurry, stopping only briefly when I called-out, “Yo Bro you’re here! “, he looked up at me, then continued on his way. I grabbed a bag of chow and tipped it around outside but he hasn’t been back for it yet. It’s still pretty early in the day though so well see. The rat’s and Possum will eat it later tonight if a Monitor doesn’t.

@6:09pm

No lizard visitors today I’m afraid. Well, as mentioned above Junior walked through a few hours ago but never came back to eat the chicken gringo mix I put out for him. No major biggie though; at least I know he’s not dying from compacted bowels because he ate some 5c plastic bag or anything like that. The rat’s and Possum will clear-up the chicken, but I’ve cooked pasta as well in case whichever Possum (s) come don’t want meat.

The baby had come the past two nights straight but that doesn’t mean it’s a given he’ll come tonight, though I’m almost certain the Bush Rats will be here in numbers, and one Possum or another will stop-by.

Possums are omnivorous, but the meat aspect of their diet is meant to consist of nothing much bigger than bugs and very occasionally, small rodents so I’m not sure whether they’ll go for cooked chicken, but most mammals do.

One thing I do know, is when a Possum shows-up, any Rats in the area, who usually sit outside the tent door like they own the place; disappear – licketty-split. Even the baby possum sends them running, and without showing any interest in them at all.

Anyhoo, I will append any additional photos from the rest of the night if I take some of the Possum or rattus when they come out. It’s not quite gone completely dark yet, so it’ll be a bit before the nocturnals emerge.

The Rainforest Journal: Outing #14 – Day 3
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Jason
Animal-loving cleaner with a parrot.

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