I knew I was in the tropics when we pulled into the caravan park at Cloncurry and heard the sound of Varied Lorikeets and Brown Honeyeaters in the flowering eucalypts.
We're moving on tomorrow but we've had time to look at the original QANTAS hanger at the airport, to learn all about John Flynn and the Flying Doctor Service that started here, to picnic out at the dam close to town and chase down a couple of geocaches (I've discovered they take us to interesting spots we would never go to otherwise). As well as doing a bit of birdwatching.
Scarlet Percher Dragonfly
Little Corellas sharing the hay at Cloncurry sale yards.
Cattle Bush Trichidesma zeylanicum
Cloncurry River, after a flood. Many quite mature trees have been pushed over by the water.