Personal disintegration remains always an imminent danger.
Fern Glade, home to the elusive platypus up there in Burnie, throws some great reflections on the water both morning and afternoon. I always like it when you struggle to tell where the water starts and the riverbank ends.
This place used to be teeming with a subspecies of Emu (hence "Emu River"), that I fondly call "Mini Emus". They killed 'em all though. Every last one.