Dingo Day

At the beginning of the week I had another of those days that make me glad I'm in the bush. It certainly was a little bit different.   I drove out to one of the cattle yards to see some cattle mustering - cowboys hats and horses a plenty.  At one point I was left on my own to wait to get picked up. Wandering around, passing the time, I then found myself face to face with two Dingoes coming straight towards me. Now I wasn't quite sure what to do. I realise dingo attacks on people are very rare, but when you're on your own with no vehicle, no way of protecting yourself and you're out numbered, its hard to feel at ease.  Yet every time I moved back one of them kept coming closer for a better look. I don't think these guys had seen a human before and wanted to know what I was.  Within a minute or so, they were gone on their merry way.  From the picture you can see how close they were.

The cattle were led out/rounded up/moved from place to place. At one point I was in a Land cruiser being used to herd them.

 

Then it was time for tea at a burnt down camp....

 

And then up, up and away! A lift home in a helicopter.

 Yep, this was a good day...