It was very hot in Canberra, so we headed to the hills to escape the heat - it was considerably cooler up there, at 35 degrees. We wrote our route in the intentions book and set off.
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Craspedia, a genus of daisies commonly known as billy buttons or woollyheads |
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Pryor's Hut |
It would have been perfect if it weren't for these wee fellows. Actually, they weren't particularly wee - they were massive, and they bit whenever you stopped for half a second. Thye're called March flies and it's only January. Do they get even worse in a couple of months? I'm not coming back to check.
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Yes, that says 42 degrees, back on the flat |
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