Mary Creek Plains. What a place.
Just don't, okay!
We arrived at a forested area to the north of Mary Creek Plains, and looked for somewhere to camp. Initially we thought we had discovered an absolutely wonderful place.
There were black cockatoos everywhere - conservatively over 70, but probably more likely more than a hundred. I have never seen so many in one place. Soo noisy, too! All I can say now is it's a pity they don't eat leeches.
We dumped our packs in the forest and went searching for any flattish ground.
After realising we had left our packs in about the best area, we returned to them and looked for the best site. Then my wife noticed a leech on her boot.
She said to get the camera, which was pretty brave of her to leave it there for long enough for me to try and get a photo of it.
As I went to get the camera, she said hey, there's another, and another.
When I stopped and turned to see the now 3 leeches on her boot, I noticed the buttongrass beside me, and a good half the spiny leaves on this buttongrass had a leech climbing out toward me.
I immediately instigated a plan of self-preservation.
I got the space blanket out, spread it out, put both packs on that, and had my wife stand on it. This was her "safety zone".
I gave her a tent peg and told her to just keep flicking them off as they came towards her or the gear. SHE HAD A FULL-TIME JOB.
Meanwhile, I had to get the tent up.
It was a rushed job. I came back to the "safety zone" a couple of times so I could have the leeches flicked off me.
Then, once the tent was up, my wife went in, I passed all the gear, piece by piece, carefully inspecting everything.
Then I got in and we sealed the tent. We still ended up with 6 leeches in our tent on the gear, we destroyed them.
We were in the tent looking at the wall of the inner, we could see all the leeches crawling around on the outside of the inner, looking for a way in.
If you flick one, they must bounce off the outer because they landed straight back on the inner not far from where the flick occurred.
Then, as if it couldn't get any worse, we noticed one inside the tent near the door - the blighters had discovered the gap between where the two zippers meet.
Out with the first aid kit and applied deep heat like pasticine to fill in the gaps in the zipper.
There we stayed, all night. Didn't go outside for anything.
We sacrificed a wide mouth water bottle for number 1's and did not need number 2. Those leeches have a clinching effect, I guess. No way was I going out to squat, even if I needed to.
We cooked in our tent - very very carefully. We also had to remain focussed on whether we were fuming ourselves - a risk when cooking in a concealed environment especially a tent.
Next morning, we packed up everything inside our tent. My wife's pack was completely sealed and packed, and all I had to add in mine was the tent and the space blanket, forever after known as the "safety zone".
Then it was out quickly, down with the space blanket, on with the packs and my wife and her trusty tent peg to flick with, while I folded the tent up as quick as I could.
One thing for certain, we were making it to the highway that day regardless - I did NOT want to unpack that tent again because I knew that when I packed it, it got packed complete with leeches.
We got moving, and had a half hour slog uphill through untracked forest to the open plains to the north, and all of the forest was similarly infested with leeches.
When we got home, I left the tent a few days before setting it up - what did I find when I unpacked it?

- 15 living leeches.
And for the whole sorry sage, I only ended up with one leech, on my butt. Found it fairly quickly and removed with salt.
I am not alone on this, have a read here -
members.pcug.org.au/~apurdam/Tassy2003/day5.html New link -
http://bushwalkingtreasurebox.blogspot. ... day-5.htmlSorry if my experience gives you nightmares.