|Look Dot, a boy, can we go play?|
|This is the wild dingo, |
sitting only about a metre from us
We spent maybe half an hour just watching, he wasn't afraid of us at all and came pretty close and didn't seem to be overly cautious, just relaxing beside us for a while. Actually I don't think really gave a sh#*t about me being there, as this picture shows.
Eventually I thought I better head back, He followed us, playing in front of us at times and just wanting to be with Yip and Dot it seemed. I was amazed at how much like Yip he looked, he being only slightly bigger with a lighter muzzle.
When I got back to camp I thought he would shy off, but no, he came all the way to the bus with us. He hung around for 4 days, we have named him Dusty.
"dusty" the wild dingo
While in the camp ground he became quite an attraction for all to see and his photo was taken over and over again.
One of life's greater occasions for me.
Found this odd plant this morning.
Makes for an unusual and very pretty plant.
This is one direction, with the MacDonnell Range in the background
Friday 13th to end of June
We are going to be spending some time here at the Ross River Resort, so to save from repeating myself or something, I'll not be blogging much, unless something crops that is more interesting than simple every day camp life.
'Til next I blog, chow for now.