Sitting around the camp fire is always pleasant, though at this campground there were a few added attractions. Small, fat wrens lived in the thick crops of "farmer's friends" just beyond the cleared area. They would hop along the cable barrier at times, before flitting off again quickly.
Of an evening a rattish thing would dash along the cable. The light was too dim (and he or she was too quick) for proper identification. (Something went through our dishes when we were in bed one night but we didn't manage to spot the culprit - rattish or otherwise)!
When one tired of gazing at the fire or the little birds there was always the rocky escarpment to look up to!
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