Herping in Australia is basically road cruise, looking for climbing on the road. During the day, the road speed limit is 110 kilometers, so long as it’s on a straight road, it’s about 60 kilometers. There was no car at night, basically 40 kilometers per hour, and there was no need to worry about killing kangaroos or rabbits on the road.
I spent three nights in Shark Bay, the World Heritage Site, looking at the flowers without seeing any climbing. I tried to find it on foot at different times, but nothing happened. In theory, dozens of tumour tails (bottom targets) could not be seen, let alone Woma Python, the local big boss. I haven’t seen a snake for several days, and I’ll talk about it later.
Later, I communicated with local climbers and learned that as long as the wind blows down and the temperature drops, these will not come out. As a result, only one Western Spiny Tailed Gecko (Strophurus strophurus) was seen on the road in the evening, with a body length of only 7 cm. The process of searching was so painful that I always doubted myself, but later I felt that I had not missed it. It should not be a matter of eyesight.
For three consecutive nights, I ran out without taking pictures. I also offended the leader. I really lost my life.
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