|Telegraph Station buildings.|
|Grassy picnic area sloping to the Todd River on the left, shaded by beautiful River Red Gums.|
|The Todd River at the Telegraph Station.|
|Also at the Telegraph Station. It is said that if you see the Todd with water, you'll come back.|
Well, I came back several times before I got the sign that I would do so!
|Daisies; it had been an unusually wet season (as per the water in the Todd) and the|
understorey flowers were abundant.
|Typical rocky hill in the low range which the route passes along.|
|Ghost Gum Eucalyptus (or Corimbia) aparrerinja.|
|A particularly magnificent old Ghost Gum along the walk.|
|Cork Tree Hakea lorea; a common central desert tree.|
|Southern Ironwood Wattle Acacia estrophiolata.A lovely pendulous wattle, with extremely hard timber, in common with other slow-growing desert acacias.|
|Dead Finish Acacia tetragonophylla.The common name is supposedly a reference to its hardiness - when it dies of drought, there's nothing else left.|
|Wall to wall Buffel Grass along sections of the walk, under River Red Gums.|
The only depressing aspect of the walk.
|Female Black-footed Rock-Wallaby with pouch young.|
|This species is found scattered in arid ranges across central and western Australia.|
For more on the fascinating rock-wallabies, see here.
|Judging by the ear, this bloke had seen a scrap or two!|
|Dingoes Canis lupus dingo are common in the reserve, and are unfazed by people - several domestic|
dogs have been killed by them there while accompanied by their owners.
This one initially focussed on us, but I had the feeling it was more to do with we might have that was
appealling to it than because it was worried about us.
More on them here.
|Yellow-throated Miner Manorina flavigula on the Telegraph Station lawns, where it|
is used to scrounging crumbs.
|A flock of Zebra Finches Taeniopygia guttata, always a welcome addition to the day (hence their appearance |
here in a very poor photo!), was searching for grass seeds.
|Impressive as he is, this is only the start of his glory, as he moults into breeding plumage.|
Soon his wings, underparts and tail will all be different shades of blues.
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