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What would a walk in the Tasmanian wilderness be without wildlife?

Rubbish, that’s what!

After unsuccessfully trying to locate a tiger snake, we did manage to get a look at a pademelon.

It was lovely.

It went beautifully with the matured cheddar and bottle of Pinot Noir that we bought with us!

Comments

Jackie said…
This has been a brilliant series of photos, the park looks like a great place.

I've never heard of a pademelon (is that how you spell it?) before. You lot have the maddest critters.
Roddy said…
I thought this was the one that escaped Henry. Not you and Jen though. What was the garnish, spices and what condiments? I like your choice of wine though.
KL said…
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.......................
How did it behave? Scared of humans? Or came to you all when you called at it? Did you pat it? I just need to go to Australia to hug these animals; many of them are hugged by visitors in those centers (I see all these animal programs at Animal Channel).
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, we have some good animals. Not enough big and deadly ones though down here. Small and deadly seems all the rage.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, we ate him raw.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, they're generally pretty tolerant. Henry was good and kept quiet, so we got a good look at it.

It's a National Park, so you're not supposed to touch or feed the animals. Oddly enough, I respect of such rules
Roddy said…
As all carnivores should do. Pity we've learnt to spoil it all by cooking everything.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it kills many parasites.

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