Rock climbing:
We climbed down from the micro-mesa, descending in a direction different from the one we used in our ascent, and encountered a nice wet seep where the water
percolated over a flat granite outcrop.
It was getting late in the day, and light was failing. Not fair! There were still so much to see!
Ranging about, I reviewed the ranks of familiar Drosera and some trollies too. Allen found this
Drosera macrantha that had dispensed with its usual shrub-climbing habit for rock-climbing.
Beth, meanwhile, had run into the bush in chase of black cockatoos that she had seen flying spectacularly and noisily
overhead. In the excitement she misplaced her bird book, which took a while for us to find.
This confusing distraction resulted in her leaving her pro-grade tripod
in the bush! I didn't mind this too much, though, because it meant she couldn't make fun of my leaving my tripod
for a few hours at the Drosera marchantii site two days earlier!
