This is local to me. Yesterday I met up with Kim & Archie, who are about to complete the CREB Track leg of the 5330 km* Bicentennial National Track. I met her and her horse at the Daintree Crossing (25 mins. in) & observed that their crossing was safe & alligator**-free.
* 3200 miles in antediluvian units ** 5-metre (16') crocodile noted recently. No alligators, though.
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Verum audaces non gerunt indusia alba. - Ipsi dixit MCMLXXII
During a night's stay at Soldier Lake I set my camera outside the tent to capture the star trails. A little later was I awoken by a loud boom. This video appears to have captured a flash of light at that moment. Could this have been a meteor?
I met several people the following day whom heard the boom but none of those seen the flash. I checked the local news and found nothing. I hope to get out there again this next year. I had a blast. Down at Rock creek I had a bear try to get into my bear container and he made it past the first locking tab. I bet this wasn't its first time around the block with those canisters.
Figuring out the controls is tricky but once I got the settings right it works well. The flat trees do make it look much less appealing and could confuse a first timer to the trail. But it does show how spaced the trees are.
I've seen topics on other forums about what people read and what music/ audio books people listen to on the trail so I wanted to share this spoken word poem I made that covers the sort of things I think about often when alone on the trail. (And books I take vary from a pocket Constitution to David Foster Wallace's 1,079 page Infinite Jest novel).
Been a while since my last video post. This one is so unusual and cool, I had to find a place to share. One of the most interesting videos I've seen on Youtube in a while. What an adventure, during a time when the world was quite different.
What an entertaining video! Thanks much for sharing it. Colonial Africa was sure different. The notes at the end, about the Congo exploding in warfare just after they passed through signaled the end of an era.
Also: I wore shorts like that and no shirt too, in the 60s.