In the dark recesses of a small surburban house, somewhere in our nation's Capital, lurks an unseeming figure STILL kowtowing to the might of a D200...
At Mt William National Park, NE Tassie. I had the drop on the wombat. Down wind and blowing a gale, the Wombie didn't know I was there till I clicked the middle frame. It then ran off in a surprisingly fast, if clumsy, manner.
