I took some students to the Twin Valley Track, and took a few pictures. Usually I run here so there isn't usually a camera on hand but this fine day was a good chance to post some images.
The Botanic Gardens has done a fantastic job of chasing the bats away from their trees - humanely - but inevitably they had to go somewhere, and they like to roost near water, so the Bardwell Valley has them now. Mixed feelings, of course, but humans chased them out of thei original, pre-BG homes, so we have to share in some way. They're not as noisy here as I remember them in the Gardens,
but maybe all they need is time.
According to one of the locals we met en route, with an Irish accent not noticeably different from his immigration in the 1960's, this rockface is currently masquerading as the NT in a TV promotion. He also
told us that one of the caves in
the Bardwell Valley appears in the 1955 movie Jedda (they had to do some emergency shooting in Sydney because one reel of the negative got lost) (Wikipedia doesn't mention the Bardwell Valley). The rocks are frequently used for trainee rock climbers - I expect I'll find time to fit them in soonish...joke.
It's a bad thing to feed native birds bread, but locals do anyway, and for the tourists (my students) it's a bit of a bonus. These guys are always around, but they're not always so readily visible.
The TVT runs through a mixture of temperate rainforest and sclerophyll.
My favourites are the banksias, but this multi-trunked - I'm not sure what - "landmark" almost demands a photograph. It's a very complex, contested landscape. It looks native, but there's a lot of overlaid human activity. The tracks are goat tracks from the early farms; a lot of the rock is waste from the suburban building sites at the top of the ridge; there's a massive drain (with attendant outlet valves) underground.
The Botanic Gardens has done a fantastic job of chasing the bats away from their trees - humanely - but inevitably they had to go somewhere, and they like to roost near water, so the Bardwell Valley has them now. Mixed feelings, of course, but humans chased them out of thei original, pre-BG homes, so we have to share in some way. They're not as noisy here as I remember them in the Gardens,
but maybe all they need is time.
According to one of the locals we met en route, with an Irish accent not noticeably different from his immigration in the 1960's, this rockface is currently masquerading as the NT in a TV promotion. He also
told us that one of the caves in
the Bardwell Valley appears in the 1955 movie Jedda (they had to do some emergency shooting in Sydney because one reel of the negative got lost) (Wikipedia doesn't mention the Bardwell Valley). The rocks are frequently used for trainee rock climbers - I expect I'll find time to fit them in soonish...joke.
It's a bad thing to feed native birds bread, but locals do anyway, and for the tourists (my students) it's a bit of a bonus. These guys are always around, but they're not always so readily visible.
The TVT runs through a mixture of temperate rainforest and sclerophyll.
My favourites are the banksias, but this multi-trunked - I'm not sure what - "landmark" almost demands a photograph. It's a very complex, contested landscape. It looks native, but there's a lot of overlaid human activity. The tracks are goat tracks from the early farms; a lot of the rock is waste from the suburban building sites at the top of the ridge; there's a massive drain (with attendant outlet valves) underground.
I thought this tree was a fig until I saw this fruit; now I'm pretty sure it's not. Winter fruit, and a lot of it.
Finally something I thought was Spanish moss, but when I got close it lacked the "mass"; still I guess it's in the same family.
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