A Tiring Day

Back out today poisoning mosquito larvae with blocks of S-methoprine.  I place a block in a string bag with a float, and tie it to a stake in the stream.  Very tiring work climbing in and out of the stream, which unfortunately was deeper in places than the height of my  gumboots.  I ended up carrying an extra few kilos around, and making sloshy squelching noises.  Pulling in last year’s dispersal bags I found a few native freshwater crayfish, but which type, I was not sure.  There are lots of species, and about 4 common names :  yabbie gilgie, marron and koonac, of which the favoured delicacy is marron.  There is a fishing season for them.  I think I found mainly gilgies, but one may have been a koonac.   In any case, I let them go.

I came home at the end of the day exhausted, stinking of mud, and limping.  I washed out my boots, stripped and threw all my clothes into the washing machine and showered.  A hot drink, a light meal, and now to bed.  Buggered…

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About Alan

Settling into my 7th decade and still determined not to grow up too soon.
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