Back in the Bush.

So...we are returned to Frogknot once more.I wasn't allowed to leave the girls until they had seen me holding my wallet and my camera.Jen is going to make me a small satchel out of goat leather, that Will tanned years ago on his goat farm at Cooma, so that I no longer have to carry things in my shallow short pockets. Their kindness is never ending!It was a bumpy and twisty route back up the Range from Ashby. We stopped for lunch at Tabulam, a sleepy backwater of a village higher up the Clarence River, where we were served fantastic chips!The journey really wore me out and I tumbled straight into bed and slept for a few hours waking just before sunset to see a swamp wallaby drinking from the dam.It is good to be home but I am going to miss Tracy and Jen, and river life very much until we see them again.