Originally Posted by
windsock
Hey mate, yeah, the party tree I called it. I found they were quite a spaghetti junction as trails led off them like a cart wheel. Possums are really quite social. They eat for the first few hours of the night, gossip, fight, root and party till dawn and eat their way home to their hole. Spotlighting over the years has shown up the pattern. Early in the evening, singular eating jacko, later on multiples of jacko, then later, cautious fed but catching a snack jacko. The pile of dead jacko around the party tree was up to three times higher around the vicinity of these tress than anywhere else on the trapline. Piles of dead jacko didn't deter them either as the live ones come out looking for uncles, aunties and their mates, smell them in the pile, and... snap! :( :D