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Daly river, outside Darwin. Sunset, in a boat drifting down the river silently. We had to sit absolutely still which was agonizing with 150,000,000 mosquitos per cubic meter of air.
Two dingos come down to the river and drink. Three more appeared by magic nearby. Watching the first two I never saw them come down the bank. More are up at the top of the bank.
Three of them start playing. One suddenly goes straight up into the air in a leap that would have made a gazelle apply for retirement. It's feet were easily 5 feet in the air without a preliminary run. About a minute later one suddenly dashes through a group of several others. Two take off after it. A whippet wouldn't have stood a chance in that dash. Wild yips, completely un-dog like, their noises. Indescribable. An eerie primal sound that tends to give you goosebumps when out in the wilds. Similar to cougar 'screams' in a canine way.
And then the whole group vanishes in about 1 second.
Two dingos come down to the river and drink. Three more appeared by magic nearby. Watching the first two I never saw them come down the bank. More are up at the top of the bank.
Three of them start playing. One suddenly goes straight up into the air in a leap that would have made a gazelle apply for retirement. It's feet were easily 5 feet in the air without a preliminary run. About a minute later one suddenly dashes through a group of several others. Two take off after it. A whippet wouldn't have stood a chance in that dash. Wild yips, completely un-dog like, their noises. Indescribable. An eerie primal sound that tends to give you goosebumps when out in the wilds. Similar to cougar 'screams' in a canine way.
And then the whole group vanishes in about 1 second.
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