I can do echidna butts really well. Well . . . . this one was quite quick, and very busy poking about, turning stones over, getting his (or her) long nose into the surface of old wood, dirt, to grab some tucker. I sat there watching it for awhile, and trying to capture it. It wasn't bothered by any human presence, even came up to my leg, sniffed, it decided I wasn't food or harbouring any and kept moving. A few minutes later I picked my jaw up off the ground . . . . .
The Tasmania echidna has more fur and less spikes than their counterpart on the Australian mainland.