Critters you don't see every day

I saw a wombat two days ago. It was like a cross between a bear, a pig, a koala, and a gorilla. And it was built like a red brick shit house. Solid. Like you wouldn't want to smack one in the face with a shovel, for fear he might take the shovel from your hands and eat it pointy end first, before he proceeded to lay the hurt on you. At least you wouldn't want to do all that unless you were a 16 year old boy, who, trying to impress the out of town hitch-hiker, barreled out of the moving pick-up and chased the beast down the dirt road, before wisely turning and jumping back into the safety of the truck. Ah, the things you see when you leave the beaten path behind...

Speaking of the beaten path behind, I made good on Mt. Koziusko, the highest mountain in Australia. So it goes on the list along with Cuba, Mexico, and the Bahamas, as well as 18 of the 50 states I have high pointed.

Now, south... Melbourne?