This is what is laughingly called the Old Sydney Road. I think it is supposed to be a main fire trail up into the Reserve: that is one of the less eroded bits - I certainly wouldn't like to take a laden fire tanker up there.
This photo, from about the high point, looks across Queanbeyan to Mount Jerrabomberra with the Brindabellas just visible through the heat haze.
The main haunt of the Heathwrens is close to this dam, but they weren't there today. Or at least not where I went (see reference above to reptiles - and think about walking through tussocks of grass).
- Spotted Dove (boooo - but it was right at the bottom of the hill);
- Brown-headed Honeyeater - good bird, but they do turn up at home and are easy to pick up as very vocal; and
- Horsfield's Bronze-cuckoo - the winner:probably not uncommon but difficult to spot when not vocalising. This one flew into a tree just above my head and scoffed a caterpillar.
We often come across sights which make us wonder what is the story behind this? Here we have a pram chassis, which someone has transported a kilometer horizontally and 100m vertically and then abandoned it in the bush.