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Trapped by Tasmanian Leeches

Okay, so leaches do some funny things to your head. In a moment, you’re going to hear an update I recorded while holed up in my hammock. It was the third day of rain and I’d pitched what I now call Camp Leach. Yep, thousands of the inching buggers were vying for my life blood so I cooked a quick lentil meal then crawled into my hammock.

Bernie Harberts hammock camping with bicycle in Tasmanian wilderness during three days of rain
Camp Leech — my hammock refuge during three days of rain in the… Continue reading →