Over breakfast we discussed our move for the morning. Peter had heard there was a water hole at the Rawnsley Camp a couple of km up the track, so off we set.
Gosh it was hot going with no shade at all.
We hadn't got too far when these two Galahs flew over.
Heat can hamper a birding trip. I know I have felt like I just cut the lawn on birding trips and the wife will not even participate if it's hot for laughing out loud. Beautiful fly-over Delia.
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