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This part of the Wilson River runs clear and strong over its massive rocks, water-worn to resemble submerged hippopotami.
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Its still sections are like amber-tinted mirrors. I see a catfish swimming about but I cannot photograph it through the reflections.
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Where it falls and meets obstructions, it rushes around them with a constant murmur that is almost a roar.
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And it is evident that this river will brook no obstruction when it is in full force, as there is a whole other dry riverbed, edged with piled-up tree trunks, to show that the river has changed course.
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In the current river run, some small trees cling desperately to rocks midstream, their roots grasping for purchase like long bony fingers.
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In this world of stone and water I see little wildlife, so I am delighted that this small skink has managed to make a home.