I've been scanning old stuff, slides and negatives. One thing that has surprised me is the number of times that Brad and I went hiking. For a little while we would go hiking, usually after long thursday night drive, getting somewhere in the dark to set up camp, followed up by two days hiking. Now it seems so long ago almost legendary. In amongst it here is a photo that captures a lyrebird scratching amongst leaf litter, just to the left of the tree in the middle of the photo.
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