Saturday, August 26, 2017

Unnamed Creek in Namadgi Remote Camera Setup

Beautiful weather in Namadgi today so I decided to put out a couple of remote wildlife cameras. This is the third setting at the location in the last several weeks. Both of the cameras are set to take a photograph followed by 30 seconds of video before resetting. I plsn on leaving the cameras out for a week picking them up next weekend. I'm very interested in the wild dogs and feral cats of the area. I took some video today on my way...

Friday, August 18, 2017

David's Creek Remote Camera Results 2

The results of a five day setting of two remote cameras in Namadgi National Park near Canberra. I have developed an interest in the feral cat and dog population of an area in the Gibraltar Creek catchment. This setting saw the filming of wombats, a wallaby and, unfortunately another feral cat.

This makes the third cat photographed in the space of three weeks if you count the days the cameras were out in three different locations within kilometres of each other. Noted was the fact that none of these moggies looked underfed and all appeared to be the same common tabby cat colour.

I took some video when I collected the cameras and the results are on the end..

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

What was the Australian Aboriginal War like GGGrandfather?

I'm putting this here for reference. It is a section from my great great grandfather's Reminiscences as written down in the third person by a bloke called Ogier in 1906.

It is surprising to me just how ignorant the Australian populace is generally to the fact that European colonisation of this land was resisted every step of the way. It wasn't just armed conflict it was a war. This section of his memoire describes not only an event but the general opinion of white settlers to the Indigenous Peoples as they stole the land by force. This post is a place I can point people when I'm trying to prove a point..

Excerpt from: Reminiscences of David Reid : as given to J.C.H. Ogier (in Nov. 1905), who has set them down in the third person. Reid, David, 1820-1907

It was some eighteen months after Mr. Reid had formed his station before he allowed any blacks to come there. One day he was sitting in front of a hut he had on the bank of the river, and the dogs began to bark furiously dogs having a great antipathy to the blacks and being able to scent them at a very great distance, and knowing this we were always on the alert when the dogs either growled or barked. Mr. Reid looked around at once and to his astonishment he saw two blacks approaching without war instruments and carrying a green bough in each hand, holding it up before them.

This he at once comprehended was a sign of peace, when within a distance of about twenty yards they stood, seeing which he beckoned them to come on. These men had been deputed by their tribe to make peace with the whites and they having had intercourse with the whites in some more thickly populated districts could speak English enough to make themselves understood, and they gave Mr. Reid to understand that it was the general wish of the blacks to make peace and be allowed to come upon the station and promising never to molest the stock if allowed to do so.

 The sequel will show how little they were to be depended upon and will also illustrate their character. Mr. Reid thought, at the time, that it would be advantageous to both whites and blacks to bury the hatchet, consequently he signified to them that they might come and camp upon the station with the understanding that they would not disturb the stock. Same two or three days afterwards, however, they began to assemble, not very many at first but gradually their number increased, but having their women and children with them no danger was anticipated.

It is the custom of the blacks always, when upon what is called the "War-path', never to have with then either women or children, hence the fancied security which was engendered. Those natives made their camps about one quarter of a mile up the river from the hut. It may be mentioned that the hut that Mr. Reid lived in was of a very primitive description, consisting of one large room with bunks around with a large chimney for cooking purposes -no outhouses. Inside the slabs of which the building was constructed the fire arms were so arranged as to be ready for immediate use if required. The building was loopholed all round in case of attack by having large holes bored through the slabs sufficient to admit the barrel of a gun. There was one window which could be opened if necessary, and which could be secured by the pieces of the two slabs being replaced so as to fill up the window space, this being hung up by the side of the window with hinges made out of green hide so it could be closed in a minute.

Their reason for being all together in one hut was, they being united in case of sudden emergency. Had there been two or three huts on the place there would have been much more difficulty in making arrangements for defence, and everything in those days had to be made subsidiary to safety. For some three or four weeks those natives appeared to be perfectly content in going and coming and made themselves useful in many ways about the station, no doubt with the intention of lulling suspicion and to enable them to quietly observe the means of defence which the station afforded and their best opportunity for attack as will be shown by the events which followed.

This season the first crop of wheat had been planted and which he believed to have been the first wheat ever grown on the Ovens River. This paddock of wheat comprised about nine or ten acres and was situate in the neighbourhood of the lagoons under a high bank in an angle of the river, and down the river from the hut some five or six hundred yards, so that the hut was about midway between the camp of the blacks and the cultivation paddock. During the time the blacks were there this crop of wheat ripened. Everything at this time was out by the hand, with a sickle. So when the wheat was ripe, Mr. Reid end three or four of the men started one morning to reap this wheat, and had been cutting it until about eleven o’clock in the day, and the weather being hot Mr. Reid determined to give the men a glass of grog each.

It used then to be the universal custom both in shearing time and in harvest to allow all hands employed their three glasses of spirits a day. Sometimes this consisted of rum, purchased in Sydney, or Whiskys made on the establishment, there being at that time no excise laws and everyone could brew and distill at his own discretion. Mr. Reid knows that at his father Dr, Reid’s establishment at Inverary they grew their own barley, made their own malt, and grow also hops and kiln-dried them and brewed their own beer and distilled their own whisky and made every year a quantity of poach brandy. Mr. Reid dispatched the overseer to bring down a bottle of rum from the hut paddock to give the men their grog. After waiting for his return for some tine and thinking he was somewhat long, Mr. Reid said in a Joke to the other men i- "I think Cosgrove must have broken through his oath" (he being a tea-totaller) "and I think I will go up and see what he is about", and on . proceeding from this paddock up tho high bank by the river, to his astonishment, instead of seeing Cosgrove coming baok with a bottle on his hand he was armed with a double-barrelled gun and appeared to be looking very intently across the river, on the bank of which they were both standing.

Naturally casting his eye in that direction at once Reid could perceive bobbing up and down amidst the long kangaroo grass on the other side of the river many black pipe-clayed heads, a sight that was enough to realise the exact positions of affairs. Consequently Mr. Reid immediately returned as quickly as possible to the men who were reaping in the field and exclaimed "Come on, my lads here are the blacks. Keep your reaping-hooks in your hands and follow me”. Of course that was sufficient for them to understand the danger and know the exact situation when they arrived at the spot where Cosgrove was standing, which occupied but a few minutes.

The blacks from the opposite side of the river had advanced as far as the river’s bank, and to show how well they had chosen their ground immediately opposite the place where they had come to the bank a tree had fallen more than two thirds of the way across the 'river, and which, after they had waded in the river up to their waists enabled them to utilise as a natural bridge or causeway. This, of course, was well known to them before as they made directly for it, and wading up to their waists the first few yards they were enabled to get on to the trunk of the tree and cross in single file without, difficulty.

So one by one they came across all armed and in their war paint, some fifteen or twenty fine young men. Immediately upon the first blaok coming on to the tree Cosgrove said, "Shall 1 shoot him, Mr. Reid?" Mr. Reid at once answered "No, our only chance of safety and getting back to the hut, for we are all of us, except you, entirely unarmed and it is only your gun and the fear of it will prevent any attack, and enable us to return in safety because it is plain to see that the blacks had been intercepted in their arrangements for the attack". As they all, one by one, came across they formed in a sort of half-circle at a short distance from us, we at the same time moving towards the hut with Cosgrove protecting us with his double- barrelled gun.

Mr. Reid was near enough to some of them to make them understand that the cause of our leaving the field was that we imagined when we saw them coming over the river that they were "wild blacks" but we were glad to find that they were the blacks that were up on the flat. This, of course, was only policy en his part to ward off hostilities. During the time we were partially surrounded these blacks kept up an incessant talk, "yabbering", no doubt discussing amongst themselves whether they should attack or not. Mr. Reid thinks what decided them in their dilemma was a man who was left in the hut, sick, had risen up from his bed and having taken up a firearm came towards us, having seen the position of affairs from the window of the hut.

His appearance, Mr. Reid thinks, decided thorn not to attack, seeing that they were between two fires, Cosgrove on one side and this sick man on the other. We at last reached the hut without any fMrther attempt at molestation, and of course immediately on reaching the hut all aimed themselves. It is not for Mr, Reid to describe what followed, but there was soon a scatterment made of our sable foes.

Mr. Reid remembers well the circumstance of one of these blacks, in the melee, who was running for the high bank of the river and just as he got to the brink of it Mr. Reid fired and ran to the edge of the bank and, looking down, could see no trace of anyone and naturally thought that the firing had had a fatal effect and that he had sunk under the water. But in this idea he was mistaken as was proved to him some two years afterwards When the blacks became perfectly quiet and were allowed to corns round the station Mr. Reid had a conversation with this very man whom he thought he hod shot.

 It seemed that the moment he fired the black jumped, consequently instead of the charge of shot striking him in the back it struck him in the under part of the thigh. And where he fell in the water there was a small black dead tree which had been partially burnt and he gave Mr .Reid to understand that when he fell he immediately made for this tree and laid underneath it, under the water, except his mouth. He saw Mr. Reid looking for him on the bank that he expected every moment he would see him and send a bullet through hie head. He showed the scar where the bullet struck him and as it was only a flesh wound he soon recovered from its effects.

He then related the full design of the attack of the natives at the time and also the manner in which they had intended to carry it out, and as being another instance of the cunning and the strategy of the Australian natives it is here related as far as can be recollected in the words of this aboriginal. He said, in the first instance the blacks had made up their minds to attack the hut, but were undecided, not knowing exactly the means of the occupants for its defence. They had therefore determined to send two envoys in the first instance to pretend that they wanted to make peace with the whites so that they might be allowed to come on the station in a peaceable manner and by degrees ascertain the preparations and means of defence which no doubt they did during the three weeks in which they had camped on the river above the station.

They ascertained evidently that it was the intention of the whites to exit this crop of wheat, and thereby they laid their plans to intercept them during their harvesting, in their retreat to the hut. The evening before they had dispatched their lubras and all the piccaninnies across the river to an appointed place so as not to be inconvenienced by them during an attack and no doubt also to prevent their giving any warning of their intended movements, which black women frequently do after intercourse with white people.

He said that they intended crossing the river and recrossing between the hut and the paddock so as to out the whites off from their retreat to the hut. And if such a plan succeeded to sneak quietly into the wheat crop which was very high and spear all the whites while they were at work reaping. Having finished with those in the field they knew that they then only had a sick man and the hut-keeper in the hut to deal with, which they could easily accomplish with a little stratagem and their usual cunning. He said when they were coming across the log over the river they were quite taken aback on observing the whole party of whites opposite to them retreating from the paddocks and going towards the hut, so much so, that all their previous plans were frustrated and hardly any of them knew what was best to be dons under the altered conditions of circumstances, but thought it best to oesao across boldly and appear to be friendly to the whites.

They had some discussion amongst themselves during the time they were surrounding the whites as to whether they should attack them or not, but owing to Cosgrove having the double-barrelled gun in his hand in the first instance, and after «f • Lz.r -th? sick man coming down from the hut with another gun in his hand, thought it would be more prudent not to make any further hostile movements, and to disperse as quickly as possible towards where their camp had been before its removal in anticipation of this outbreak.

We, of course, after this took the precaution to take our firearms with us and to have a man on horseback riding up and down and keeping watch during the time we were getting in the harvest, which was the first crop and very nearly proved a very dear crop to all of those connected with it.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

David's Creek Remote Camera Results

The results of two remote cameras I put out in Namadgi National Park last Tuesday. I am becoming very interested in this particular location. The richness of wildlife in the area is outstanding although I am finding very few smaller marsupials generally with a ring tailed possum being the only representative of its size. My thinking it is probably because of the feral carnivore poulation of wild dogs and feral cats that have popped up on the cameras 4 times..

I took some video today when I collected the cameras to give people an idea of the area I am operating in and have attached the results of the setting on the end..

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

The Discovery of David's Creek - Remote Camera Setup

Continuing with my growing feral species obsession I took an afternoon stroll and looked for what I thought might be a decent sort of mountain creek that I had noticed on Google Earth. It is a tributary of the Gibraltar and Billy Billy Creek system and apparently was never worthy of an official name which is interesting because it is an interesting system in itself. So I hereby christen it David's Creek.. the sign is on order.

The most important lesson I learned in my time as a hunter was that everything needs to drink. This place is the third different spot I have hung cameras in the past month or so and the third creek in the same Gibraltar catchment. On the two previous settings I was astonished to capture 4 feral carnivores a few kilometres apart and separated by thick forest. This place is somewhere in the middle. I'm not sure how many days I will leave the cameras there but four days seems to give a fairly good indication on what is regularly about and I'll post any results here.

I took some video..

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Gibraltar / Billy Billy Creek Remote Camera

I am becoming very interested in the feral animal population of our parks and reserves. I set two camera traps on a section of the Billy Billy Creek near its confluence with Gibraltar Creek in the Australian Capital Territory. On recent settings in the area I have captured, apart from the usual suspect macropods, lyrebirds, wombats, a ring tailed possum, and unfortunately two feral cats and, as of today two wild dogs.

As an aside I have been reading recently about the interaction between dingos and cats in the ecosystem and that having dingos in any given area means a reduction in feral cats. So far its 50/50.. Ill persue this further. I took some video..

Saturday, July 22, 2017

My Canberra Times Article - Call of the Wild - Tim the Yowie Man

A few weeks ago I met up with a well known Canberra, and beyond, personality called by his adoring public Tim the Yowie Man. Tim and I met on a cool winters morning at about 600 mtrs elevation in the hills west of Canberra to set a camera trap and an audio recorder on an old forestry trail  on Gibraltar Creek , initially with the hopeful intention of recording a lyrebird or two and recording their song. Tim wrote a column in the Canberra Times recording the experience and I thought it was a very good read but I could be biased.

We left the camera and recorder out for 7 days which resulted in the photographs and video of a few swamp wallabies, a lyrebird, a wild dog and an unknown animal that we suspected of first glance of being a spotted tailed quoll. The 11 second video (below) was shown to the people at the wonderful Mulligans Flat Nature Reserve who could not positively identify it as a quoll but other suggestions pointed at the likelihood of it being a ring tailed possum. A quoll is a lot rarer.

Here is a compilation of results of the setting of the camera trap Tim and I left located on the Gibraltar Creek ACT. Set on the 15th June - collected on the 22nd of June.

For closer inspection here is the clip of the suspect animal..

And finally the wild dog... or is it a dingo?

All up a lot of fun. Thankyou Tim!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

The Murrumbidgee Bunyip

The story of the Bunyip Redivivus of Lambrigg near Point Hut Crossing Canberra. Reported 98 years ago in the Queanbeyan Age. The report details several sightings in the area including the junction of the Ginnindera Creek and the Murrumbidgee and upper and lower Queanbeyan River. The sighting at Lambrigg Homestead involved a reported capture.. I took some video to explain..

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Billy Billy Creek Remote Camera Results

The results of a camera trap I put out at Billy Billy Creek in the Australian Capital Territory last Friday. I only left the camera up there for a few days as I'm planning another project where I will need the camera. This setting saw the wander of a single wombat at night and unfortunately another feral cat making it two invasive killers spotted in two weeks in two camera settings..

Friday, July 7, 2017

Billy Billy Creek Remote Camera Setup

The area I am setting cameras and audio recorders is the new eastern section of Tidbinbilla. The area follows down the Gibraltar Creek until it starts meandering on the lowlands and rural leases. I have found this area to be particularly rich in native wildlife some areas being dense old growth but others showing remnant regrowth from human interaction in years past.

I'm also interested in the interaction of feral species with the ecosystem having filmed a feral cat and wild dog (dingo?) in the area in weeks gone past. The footage is being used in another project and will be uploaded once that is finalised. This little creek seems very active going by some well established undergrowth animal pathways. I'm not sure how long I will leave it there and I took a little video.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

The Tharwa Yowie

Tharwa is an interesting little village to Canberra's south with a long history pre-dating Federation. It is also the location of several sightings of the fabled hairy man known generally today as the Yowie. I have had an interest in local hairy man sightings for a long time and have written about the historical yarns in years gone past on this blog.

This report comes from Dean Harrison of the Yowie Hunters research group and involves the tale of a sighting between Tharwa and the Apollo Road Turnoff.. I was on a walk down that way today and took a few minutes video..

Saturday, July 1, 2017

Gibraltar Creek Feral Cat

Final setting of a remote camera on Gibraltar Creek in the Australian Capital Territory. The camera was only out for 5 days and it was fortuitous arriving early to collect it as the batteries, having endured sub zero temperatures, were totally exhausted. There was not much native wildlife collected apart from a duo of wombats going for a stroll.

Disturbing to record however was a lone feral cat prowling past the camera. I had not collected the image of a cat in the area before. Unfortunately for the native wildlife a cat can kill up to a dozen native animals a day. They are a scourge on the ecosystem. I recorded some video..

Thursday, June 29, 2017

A walk to the Theodore Indigenous Grinding Grooves

A walk today to have a look at the Aboriginal Grinding Grooves in Theodore, Tuggeranong, Australian Capital Territory. It has been several years since I had been there and I wondered about their condition co-existing with suburbia as they do. Interestingly on this trip I noted new informative signage installed a short way from the grooves. It is only a short walk from the Canberra Nature Reserve of Tuggeranong Hill entry on Christmas Street. You may have to clear out debris from the grooves but they are still perfect.

 From the signage..

Enlarge to read..

Monday, June 26, 2017

Gibraltar Creek Remote Camera and Audio Recorder Recovery

On the 15th of June I placed an audio recorder and a camera trap from a small clearing where a gully confluences with the Gibraltar Creek. The Sony note taker had enough lithium flavored goodness to run for a full seven days and the camera several months if I left it there. Exactly a week later on the 22nd of June I returned to the location and took a little video along the way. This I suppose is just an example of the process I use to capture wildlife. If I was setting the gear just reverse the process.

p.s if an ad turns up on this video its because a section of it has the radio playing in the background and the youtube content id algorithm detected Autumn In New York (Live (1957/Newport)) - Oscar Peterson 0:39 - 1:18 Those Google kids..

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Make Australian Fox Fur Fashionable

I plan to just shoot from the hip this post. Feral cats and foxes are a curse. As a young man I spent years whenever the opportunity arose to shoot any fox or feral cat I came across. During the 80’s in fact the town of Ariah Park in the Riverena had a fox skin competition with a tallyboard in the pub.

Foxes were shot nightly somewhere or other in the area during the winter months when the pelts were lushest. The locals used to pool the skin proceeds for a town social event and these funds, which could be substantial for the day when hundreds of foxes were shot and a skin with tail could fetch$42.

Year after year when I attended a few weekends each winter I thought to myself there has to be less than last year but that never seemed to be the case. And.. then came the anti-fur crusade. Fox skins for fashion were bad and the animal loving public somehow emotively agreed. Skin prices plummeted to an average of $4 and everyone seemed to stop shooting in earnest. The fox had bolted..

In 7 years of setting camera traps, apart from macropods, the most common animal I would capture is the feral red European fox. I have recorded from Shanahan’s Mountain in the south through to the Bullen Range. Every location has an overly viable fox population with each animal killing several native species per day. This realisation became particularly poignant to me recently as I entered the predator proof sanctuary at tidbinbilla.

I was lucky enough to have the sanctuary, it seemed, all to myself. I had only walked on the bush litter lined asphalt path a short way when I was startled by a gentle rustling of leaves near my feet. I looked down an there was a bandicoot,  at my feet, busily snuffling along through the litter looking for a feed, unafraid of me.

The fact that this animal lived in a predator free environment saw a natural interaction from what would have been a very easy prey if not so safely located. That Sanctuary is an island of wildlife that would live only a short time in the surrounding feral plagued environment. But that's not how it has to stay..

Fun facts.. Canberra used to have Bilbies  and a dozen other small native species. Koalas were recorded in the trees of the old Tuggeranong Schoolhouse. Brushtailed wallabies used to hop the rocky outcrops of Namadgi National Park. Quolls were so numerous they threatened families poultry.Why no more?. Apart from insatiable hunting practices in the past the reason these animals aren't ‘breeding like rabbits’ is the fault of predation by foxes and cats. Reintroduction to predator free environments is key.

I agree entirely withe Threatened Species Commissioner Gregory Andrews plan to remove 2 million feral cats from the environment.  I agree wholeheartedly because cats have currently established themselves in 98% of Australia's ecosystems to their detriment. Feral cats can kill 10 native species a night. An eradication of 2 million cats equates to saving 20 million native species a night.

As for foxes.. I am serious about their eradication by the lure of the holy dollar. The fashion industry needs to look at their role in conservation efforts in this country. A feral fox is not a baby harp seal. It is not a processed mink. Its a beautiful fur wrapped around the carcass of an insatiable invasive carnivore that is rapidly robbing Australia of its remaining native species. Make it popular to sport a fox fur coat in Canberra. Cover your car seats in fur. Make earmuffs, oil dipstick wipers.. the uses are endless. Put a value on the skin of an animal not suited to existing in this country. Create an industry. 

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Checking out a scarred tree on Isabella Drive

I know of probably 20 or so authentic Aboriginal scarred trees dotted around the landscape of suburban Canberra. I have posted a few times on this blog about them. Most I discovered the location by researching trees already documented by others but some from simply 'seeing' them on my wanders.

I had driven up Isabella Drive probably thousands of times over the past 30 years but for some reason this tree caught my eye from the roadway. It is not what I suspected and I took some video..

Friday, June 9, 2017

Jedbinbilla Mountain

From the signage at Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve. A brief description of the importance of the area to Australia’s First People. A beautiful and rugged area with many sites of Indigenous significance. Well worth a visit..

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Common Brushtail Possum Skull

Found by my son whilst hiking in the Brindabellas was this small skull. What I thought was interesting was the remaining canine evident. At first I thought it may be some type of carnivorous marsupial so I posted the photos on the Victorian Field Naturalists Group on facebook and was reliably informed that the skull belonged to Trichosurus vulpecula, or the Common Brushtail Possum.

Apparently it is common to assume the skull was from a Carnivore because of the canines but alas nothing endangered or vulnerable. An interesting find anyway.

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Blue Mountains Aboriginal Scar Tree

A recent trip down the Batman Track in the Blue Mountains saw us camp for two nights next to what I highly suspect is an old Aboriginal Scar Tree.

 Strangely I did not notice it when I arrived and it was only after pitching my tent and sitting by a fire did it suddenly catch my view. What the purpose of this particular tree was I don't know. The removed bark can be for sheilds, woomeras, if large enough, canoes and other useful items needed in Indigenous culture.

 The scars can also indicate a place of significance and even burial. This was a thought that came back to me when I soaked in the beauty of the camping spot, a place called Martins Pond where lyrebirds forage in great numbers protected by their pristine and secluded environment.

 It was indeed a special place but a trek I am unlikely to ever repeat. The 2-1/2 hour walk out, though beautiful, was too challenging for me but for those a bit fitter I highly recommend the adventure.

Friday, May 26, 2017

Tidbinbilla Bandicoot

A visit to the Sanctuary at Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve last week. No sooner had I entered the imposing steel double gate and walked 20 meters before I heard a rustle at my feet and before me was a very photogenic Bandicoot. He or she allowed me to follow for a while leaving the best footage till last.. So much to explore there..


Gibraltar Creek Lyrebirds ACT

Earlier in the year I set a camera trap and an audio recorder down an abandoned fire trail on Gibraltar Creek in the Australian Capital Territory. I managed to capture several ten second bursts of video showing a troop of Lyrebirds going about their business. The soundtrack to the video is the birds calls around the same time as the video was captured.. I suspect I have discovered a display ground. A revisit is planned at the height of the mating season mid winter.


250 Australian Aboriginal Nations call for a Treaty

Hello. The last time I published on this blog was on the 1st August 2015. I started in 2010 and generated 700 posts of mostly a Canberra flavoured historical and natural heritage based flavour but decided after 5 years to take a break from blogging which I needed. The blog had recieved at that time 700k views and had a regular readership but as when something becomes a repetitive, expected task the inspiration and motivation eventually dries up.

 Not so today. Today, after decades of watching fruitless and expensive campaigns to recognise Aboriginal Sovereignty, something happened that should be noted as a historical event that I hope is taken very seriously by the Australian political machine. Today saw the agreement of representatives of over 250 Indigenous Nations gathered at Uluru in Central Australia about what Aboriginal People want in regards to an issue that has been very much dictated to by European Society.

 How they as a People will be recognised by a now multicultural society that in decades past stridently predicted the extinction of the Aboriginal Race  Interestingly, and the options have recently centred around inclusion in the preamble to Australia’s Constitution, the delegates decided that they require a Treaty. No 'minimalist recognition' in the constitution.. A treaty.

 I am reminded of other Nation's handling of Indigenous Affairs.. The Maori in New Zealand, The North American Indian, and perhaps now the First Peoples of Australia. Now is a time to see how the Government reacts. I'm not sure what that will be.

 As for this blog, for health reasons, I plan on doing a bit of walking around Canberra's wide array of Nature Reserves. Tidbinbilla is also a place I have an annual pass for. So anything is possible really.

The mighty Murrumbidgee River is a trickling creek at Tharwa Bridge

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