I feel like a bit of a miser after my recent posts. All were long on words and short on photos. Here’s an update for the visually inclined (or functionally illiterate, depending on where you stand).
Emus never lose a staring contest.
Lemons sweeter than oranges. Best fruit of my life.
Highway 251 between Donelly River and Nannup.
In Gnomesville near Wellington Mill.
Flat huntsman spider.
Downtown Donnelly River.
In the centre of Nannup.
In Donnelly River.
The Blackwood River near Nannup.
West Australia tiger snake (I think).
Part of Boyup Brook’s doll collection.
Joey in the pouch.
Careful, boy. There be possums that way.
The road to Boyup Brook.
Officially retired after five years and almost 50,000 km.
I met this fellow in Donnelly River, an abandoned mill town in the middle of nowhere. I’m not sure if he is a kangaroo or bush wallaby, but he wasn’t shy either way.
There will be more to come. For now, I’m off to the Margaret River region to walk the forests and sample unreasonably large quantities of wine . . .