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Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Turtle spotting!


Yes, you read that right ... turtle spotting. In fact, Murray River turtles. There's quite a large and thriving colony of them in Playford Lake at Belair NP; and when the sun shines ... and when that sun is at just the right angle to strike into the water --




Sometimes you see them, sometimes you don't. They might be right there, but the sun's at the wrong angle; they also might be down deep, in which case all you see is a stream of bubbles. When they surface, sometimes they come up for a split second -- especially if they're very close to humans and catch a glimpse of you, in which case they're gone in a flash. Other times, they bask on the surface, but only way out in the lake, where you need a loooong lens to reach them.

Of course, turtles aren't the only critters around:

Talk about luck! Capture a dragonfly in flight ...
suuure, I planned this (ahem!)
A Little Raven, with bright blue eyes
A White Faced Heron ... fisherman on the lake.
A Darter, drying off in one of the big trees overhanging Playford Lake.
There are always birds galore, and when the sun shines it's a birder's and photographer's playground. It's also a lovely walk, and you meet some interesting people, usually walking an assortment of dogs, everything from the cattle dog and border collie to the huskies and malamutes...

Golden wattle
At this time of the year it's golden wattle season ... in other words, sneezin' season. Take a box of kleenex along: chances are, you'll need them! But the "enchanted forest effect" is well worth the sneezing:

On the Wood Duck Walk in spring, Playford Lake, Belair NP.
We'd packed a picnic, and after this hike and photo op we headed over to the Echo Tunnel area -- an old, rather creepy tunnel through the hillside, right under the main Belair rail line -- for a picnic before the mandatory walk through the tunnel. I'll blog that part of the story next time!


Thursday, August 11, 2016

The Big Sneeze

'Tis the season to be sneezin' --
Is it mimosa or is it golden wattle? I don't (kershoo) even care any(kerchoo!)more.
South Australia in August ... okay. Ker-CHOO! At Woorabinda last week.
Mimosa and golden wattle. The air is full of pollen, the trees are raining it in yellow snow-like drifts. My eyes are red and itchy and my sinuses --! What can you say? It's just part of the landscape, always has been.Talk to indigenous Australians; they'll probably tell you legendary stories of the Great Sneezing of 20,000 years ago.

(Oddly enough, we were watching a couple of episodes of Luke's Kingdom just the other week, and you couldn't fail to notice, in the background, the woodland was golden. "Ah," says I, "this was filmed in August or September." The year? Oh, probably 1974, since the show went to air in 1975. What's really weird is, I have clear memories of it being on TV that year. Ouch!)

Right now the golden woodland looks like the "enchanted forest" you see in Alaska, all too briefly, but it's the other end of the scale: Alaska turns golden as the birch races through fall (or autumn, if you prefer), whereas these flowers riot as we head up out of winter and into spring.  See here for "enchanted forest" pictures from my Alaskan days. See here for some enchanted forest pics from Jupiter Creek just last year...

But one doesn't sneeze when the birch turns golden. Golly, I wonder why not, LOL. Wellll... the golden wattle was here before humans arrived ... but it reminds you, the dinosaurs died out around the time the first flowers appeared, which once prompted some paleontologists to hypothesize that the dinosaurs died of hayfever. I can surely empathize with them.

But the good thing is, spring is breaking out all over the place. About time. Winter always tends to outstay its welcome.

Kerchoo.
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