Violet Valley to the Bungles

Awoke 5am quiet rustling in the dark as we break camp. The eerie cries of Kites echo around the campsite. Their large twiggy nests are high in the trees above us. Every day we have seem many pairs of falcons, Kites, osprey riding the air currents and hunting. The recent wet has clearly produced an abundance of prey.
The rain has passed, we are waiting to find out if all roads have reopened, but are hopeful the schedule will remain unchanged.Read more