Friday 10th March.

Sunrise is straight out in front of us. I could hear something falling onto the canvas during the night like seeds or pods, think we are under a tree with pods bursting and falling. We have sap from a tree from bush camp in Zeehan and its now covered in wasps, I was watching them and they are eating it off, yippee, that means we don’t have to try and clean it off. Did another lot of juicing. Very tired, the last week has caught up with me.

 Sunrise.  These are what the wasps are living in.   These are the trees we are camped under, not sure of their name but the pods make for great fire stater.  Rocks through the water at the Lake. Country side west of where we’re camped.