Last night’s foray into Venus Drive was a much-needed break from civilisation. I am starved for such trips, which have become a luxury in these months of late. Fumbling over my set-up and missing critters along the path at the beginning, it took a while to get back into the swing of things. Hearing the high-pitched buzz of mozzies or feeling the strands of spider silk on the face… ahh. It may be annoying, but… ahh! I feel alive.
Having experienced a relatively rainy week I thought that we could see the bioluminescent mushrooms out in force, but alas, only singlets were found.

Praying mantid with ootheca (egg case)

Tetragnatha spider strumming her web

I was shining my UV torch onto a tree looking at the scorpions, when I noticed that the
bark had glowing dots. Fungi perhaps?
There have been reports of the dense vegetation along the stream being cleared; that night under the light of the torch, I saw the scene of destruction for myself. What distressing silliness for what we suspect may be a want for more concrete!






























