March 29 - Wild Goose Chase
Gene was the most successful today - 4 "lifers" for his bird watching roster. The leeches were elusive. We learned that West Camp does
exist, but that whereever we were, "Aye, yer myles from thir, mate! West Camp's just a place we old-tymers know, it wone be mahked on a map er a sign.
She's some 10 keelometahs sath a Nymboida. Good luck an' try not t'git lost out 'ere, right?"
The closest we could get was a lazy creek about 10 K south of Nymboida, where one lone 1/4 inch leech straggled out of the wet moss and ferns.
Determined, we pressed on into the late hours of the day, deep into Chaelundi National Park. But when 4 o'clock rolled around, we were no closer to our goal, and found ourselves arguging whether to press on and risk having to find our way out in the dark, or head back and try a stream we saw on the way in on the nearly impassable fire trail. In the end, fate in the form of a blown tire decided the matter. Seems the day-long pounding over river beds, boulders and fallen tree limbs had taken its toll as much on the vehicle as it had on us.