We strung together a few of the trails/paths, starting with the J C Slaughter Falls. The vegetation and animal life were different to Morialta: the trees were very tall and straight, mostly eucalyptus; the birds few and far between; the undergrowth was mostly grass. Along the way, we took in an aboriginal art trail but unfortunately it hadn't been well cared for - the sign posts were lasting better than the art. It obviously hasn't been raining here too much of late, the Falls were virtualy dry and definitely not falling anywhere. We'd passed some boys running down one creek and they weren't even damp. As we neared the top of our walk, bemoaning the lack of birds and wildlife generally, we suddenly found these tiny brown wrens in a group, zipping about between the bushes and trees. Magical!
Anxious not to miss something even more spectacular, we then embarked upon the Honeyeater Trail. The weather started to look gloomy again and the walk was showing little promise of anything new, so we turned back. The cafe was quite appealing and we sat at a ringside table overlooking Brisbane and wonderful views, ready to enjoy our raspberry and white chocolate muffin, frangipane and coffee. There were two Australian magpies waiting patiently for crumbs. The weather in the end had been very kind to us and we'd had an enjoyable walk in good company (well I did!).
This evening's excitement has been planning the next leg of my adventure. On Sunday I shall be flying to Cairns.
Flowers, birds and a city ;-)
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