Two days earlier I had visited the headland, but my trip was cut short because of bad weather. This visit I stayed a bit longer and enjoyed better weather.
On the walk out, I stopped to photograph a Golden-headed Cisticola. It was moving around its territory calling out in all directions.
Then, at Magic Point, I saw a Nankeen kestrel flying off with a skink it had just caught.
The Flannel Flowers are in full bloom –
Here are some New Holland Honeyeaters –
The patch of Slender Onion Orchids are still going OK –
When I arrived at the Peregrine Falcon nesting spot, I soon posted one of the birds perched nearby.
I then sat down and waited to see if it wold take-off. At times it did give some signs that it would, stretching its wings etc
A Caspian Tern flew past.
The Peregrine Falcon remained fixed on its perch.
More wing stretches.
Some military assets went past –
The second landing craft had a cargo of cars for some reason.
The Peregrine Falcon was still on the same perch.
I did see some whales action –
Then after more than two hours of waiting, the Falcon took-off –
It flew around a bit, then lended on a high perch on the cliff top.
The birds never stay for long on the top of the cliff, so I knew it would soon take-off. It did, but I was a little slow.
It then flew off for a while.
I spotted the Peregrine Falcon returning, and got some shots as it landed back on its old perch.
Then a second Peregrine Falcon appeared and landed on a higher ledge. It did not stay for long.
The second falcon seemed to fly away, and the first one remained on its perch.
Back in 2018 and 2019, I had seen the Peregrine Falcon’s chicks by this time of the year. So I am not sure if there are any chicks this year, or any that have survived. One bird does seem to be seeing close to the nest area, most fo the time, but I have not seen any birds bring food back. Perhaps they do this early morning or late afternoon when I am not there? Nor have I heard any chicks calling, which I have heard in the past (2018). But I have seen some small feathers blowing up from the cliffs – the young birds loose their downy feathers as they grow.
It was time for me to head home. Here is a White Antenna Wasp Moth I saw on the walk out.
