The place, true to it's time, had a coach-house and stable I'd have loved to turn into a modern house.

The district's other claim to fame was that it was settled by Cornish copper miners. A played out mine at Burra, apart from it's beautiful lake, showed that they built for the long term.

We left the vineyards and headed into New South Wales.

We had planned to meander through the beautiful Victorian

countryside, but a couple of family commitments put paid to

that, luckily. Mildura, an old inland riverport, was a breath of fresh air.

We took a trip on a paddle-wheeler down through the locks, and on the

return met the biggest moth I've ever seen.

At Narrandera we found another moth, this one in captivity.

When I was on a SEARCH flight(in the service)there was a COCKROACH that
big in the shower,at the temp barracks in Bermuda.Needless to say,I didn't
stay in the shower very long!I was afraid to step on him with bare feet!
Irish

Mothra :yikes:

Quick!! Call Lilith. She has a friend that can protect you.

Was he struck with Gammera Rays?

Yours looks kinda cicada-like to me.
Obviously looking for his cousin from the other side of the world.

(That's an 8" X 8" column he's contemplating picking up & carrying away.)

Yep, fell out of the same nuclear reactor.

Great pictures, OF!

Sounds like retirement is treating you good. ;)