Lightly armed.
Actually, I was probably on my pushbike.
Makes sense and which is no doubt one of the reasons the flocks had shepherds living with them back then, but the dingoes must have been wiped out by the 1900s because I've never heard of them being in the Grampians or the Western District in the 1900s. Everyone in the Western District, and the Wimmera, was running sheep so dingoes would not have been welcome.
There was a piece on Landline last Sunday about the replacement of the Dog Fence and they were saying that the dogs in Victoria in the High Country were hybrids whereas the dogs on the other side of the fence in SA are nearly all pure dingoes, but the Ngarkat dogs are apparently dingoes, so they're actually on both sides of the fence.
This may be of interest:
The '''Button Man''' could be key to mounting mountain mystery
Thanks. That was really interesting. What a mystery!
This is what they called the dead dog tree in the back of Emeo. The local farmers would get together and shoot a few. I think the main farmer has sold up and that was the end of it.https://uploads.tapatalk-cdn.com/202...d58e5c0913.jpg
leave the dingoes , go after the cats and foxes.....
In the early nineties I used to work as a field assistant for North Broken Hill exploration, based out of Mansfield. It was an absolutely cracking job. Being paid to 4wd, hike and look for precious metals.
I met many old cockies from EDI, Black Range, Strathbogie, Kings sadlle area who all swore there was a Puma or Puma's in the area. One bloke had made plastercast of tracks and the paws were massive, much bigger than a feral cat.
One particular day I was working by myself on the side of a gully having hiked four hours in , I had set up a set of gridlines and was assy the area. I got the distinct impression I was being watched and stalked. Very spooky and I was pleased to make it back to the fourby.
That buttonman is a mysterious gentleman. May be more to that than meets the eye!
This thread raises an interesting point about how keen a wild dog might be on getting into a tent, which I've never really thought about. I have slept in a tent in Rhodesia and the hyenas would come and lick/chew the pots and pans if we left them out, also steal shoes, we could hear the lions roar at night and elephants breaking trees. One day we came across the local maintenance men who walked around fixing the windmills, and they were only carrying tools, no rifles, a few minutes after that we came across a pride of lions beside the road. I have had a tame warthog that used to frequent the game park camp, try and push it's way into my tent while I was putting shoes on in the doorway. Dragging prey up into trees is definitely leopard behaviour and pro'ly also applies to (jaguar/puma/cougar).
The black panther is a funny as issue. Deer hunters and more have hundreds of trail cameras all over the high country here in Vic and the Vic gov even wasted some money do to the true believers on that one[biggrin]
My swag or bivy bag for remote strolls have spent enough time in areas with dogs. Perhaps I stink but they keep a long way from me. [thumbsupbig]
I saw dogs/dingos often on my trail camera and also while glassing with my binoculars. Suspect dingoes such as those on Fraser Island in Queensland and other places only become less wary due to people feeding them.
Did you see a pic of a bear and two women doing the rounds at the moment? Its a bit off topic sorry. Walking again now. If running in a few months I will go for a wander, backpack trip right through that area. I have been wanting a walk from Mt Buller to Dargo for years. Well over due. Oddly if my bones ended up there, I suspect I would like them to remain in that beautiful location rather than a hole in a car yard here.