We were setting off early the next morning, so as soon as the light had gone I downloaded the day's pictures and was then sorting myself out and getting my things packed.
Suddenly Hans was hammering on my door telling me to come! Grabbed my camera, which fortunately I'd put a fresh battery in... put my feet on and rushed out.
Oh! Where's he gone? No sign.... wandered up the hill a bit then saw a lot of people and torches flashing over at the kitchen block, so off I went.
Oh my what cuties... a Brushtail Possum female with a baby. Then we found dad sitting up the tree.
Adorable and so unexpected too.
We watched them for a while until mum disappeared under the building with baby on her back.
