Bush men!
Hmmm, what kind of rat can knock the lid off a bin?Lying in bed, I heard a ‘plasticky,’ banging sound and thought it was after Dulcie’s Anzacs in their Tupperware box! I got out of bed and found the lid off the bin! I put the bin lid back on and placed a big, thick telephone directory on top of it. Ha!Back in bed the skitterings continued but sometimes the noises seemed too loud for a small rodent. Will was asleep but I crept out again and looked around. I did not see anything except a large spider on a shelf. It looked like it had caught a beetle. It did not move in the torch light as if it was thinking ‘If I keep still he won’t see me!’ I left it alone.
I moved the sonic repeller right into the centre of the kitchen and crawled back under the net. I heard nothing else until I fell asleep and woke at 8.30amThere was another huge spider on the wall when we got up.
I asked Will if he thought it was a huntsman. It didn’t look like the huntsman we saw in Brisbane; it had a much rounder body. He looked it up on the internet and discovered it was a female huntsman. Yikes! If she were pregnant then there might be hundreds more! I am sorry she had to go...using the glass and piece of card method. I carried her out and put her in the ‘Chook’ shed. If she was going to be a single mum, the least I could do was give her a roof over her head. I hope it was far enough away...I wonder if there are ‘homing huntsmen’.Bacon butties for breakfast but the gas ran out just as I put the eggs in! We tried to cook them with the residual heat but they were a bit of a disaster.After breakfast we decided to go and clear the road up to Frogknot. Over the years, while Will has been in the UK, some of the track has become overgrown by bushes and sapling trees and they scratch the sides of the car when we drive in and out. Will took the chainsaw too to fell some precarious looking branches.Heck! It was hard work, especially when the sun was out.We saw more cicadas. The noise is like jet engines whining and can be really loud and then suddenly it will die down as if ones says ‘Right lads! Tea break!
I moved the sonic repeller right into the centre of the kitchen and crawled back under the net. I heard nothing else until I fell asleep and woke at 8.30amThere was another huge spider on the wall when we got up.I asked Will if he thought it was a huntsman. It didn’t look like the huntsman we saw in Brisbane; it had a much rounder body. He looked it up on the internet and discovered it was a female huntsman. Yikes! If she were pregnant then there might be hundreds more! I am sorry she had to go...using the glass and piece of card method. I carried her out and put her in the ‘Chook’ shed. If she was going to be a single mum, the least I could do was give her a roof over her head. I hope it was far enough away...I wonder if there are ‘homing huntsmen’.Bacon butties for breakfast but the gas ran out just as I put the eggs in! We tried to cook them with the residual heat but they were a bit of a disaster.After breakfast we decided to go and clear the road up to Frogknot. Over the years, while Will has been in the UK, some of the track has become overgrown by bushes and sapling trees and they scratch the sides of the car when we drive in and out. Will took the chainsaw too to fell some precarious looking branches.Heck! It was hard work, especially when the sun was out.We saw more cicadas. The noise is like jet engines whining and can be really loud and then suddenly it will die down as if ones says ‘Right lads! Tea break!
