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Published: March 26th 2015
“Ow!” A locust or grasshopper had hit me in the cheek. I looked down in my lap. No sign of the presumably concussed insect, but I picked up the one working its way up my trouser-leg, squinted at its markings, and chucked it out of the Polaris’ side window. “Another leopard grasshopper,” I said confidently. Keith wriggled in acknowledgement. Locusts seemed to like crawling up his legs und...
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Tara Cloud
A slice of paradise!
How fortunate to be in a normally dry outback station at such a lush time! Birds, fish, roos, friends and grand adventure--I should think this will tide you over during London city escapades. Fab photos!