Blame the grease

When I wrote up my thoughts about Alan, way back as COVID was taking hold, I called him the tagalong (https://sandbagged.blog/2020/04/21/alan-the-tagalong/).  His trips outdoors would be few and far between, and then it was more about catching up and a bit of fun.  This was in part due to his many other competing outdoor pursuits.Continue reading “Blame the grease”

A jolly good morning

I feel like I might have jinxed my early morning encounters by mentioning them, in more detail that I would normally, in my last post.  Today I sadly came across a lifeless young roo and, just a few hundred meter along, brush-tailed phascogale.  Fatalities from the night.  While at times the animals do just comeContinue reading “A jolly good morning”