Another early morning bird survey. This time along the Greenway between Taverners Hill and Hawthorne Light Rail Stations.
Here’re some of the birds we observed –
Red Wattlebird

New Holland Honeyeater Continue reading
Another early morning bird survey. This time along the Greenway between Taverners Hill and Hawthorne Light Rail Stations.
Here’re some of the birds we observed –
Red Wattlebird

New Holland Honeyeater Continue reading
As usual, I took part in the bird survey along the Cooks River with the Mudlarks. It was a very pleasant morning activity. With daylight saving starting the group now meets at 7am on the Lang Street Footbridge. This month, the survey was the downstream “Wave Rock” loop.

Here are some birds we saw – Continue reading
I travelled up to the cliffs of the Northern Beaches again, to photograph a nesting pair of Peregrine Falcons. The day was a bit mixed. The parents seemed a bit unsettled by my presence, even when I was a fair way from their nest area, so I did not stay too long. Perhaps there were feeding young chicks at the time?

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The whole of the October Long Weekend was a Transport Heritage event. I took part in some of the Saturday activities, including a steam train ride from Central to Hurstsville and return.

The whole day was very interesting.
I started by catching a bus to Sydenham. And then I got in a good position to watch and photograph the first steam train journey of the day.
I did not have to wait long for Locomotive 3526 “Nanny” to come along. It would be the one I would also travel in later. Continue reading
I was with great sadness that I learnt of the passing of Jennifer Newman. She was a highly respected member of the Cooks River community. She worked as an academic and was a proud of her background as a Wiradjuri woman.

I got to know Jennifer and her partner Barney though our mutual love of the Cooks River Tawny Frogmouths. Jen and Barney lived close to the Cooks River and each season, the local pair of Tawny Frogmouths would choose to nest in a tree very close to the back of their house. I would often come to photograph the birds – especially after their chicks had fledged. If Jennifer or Barney were nearby, they would often take time for a chat. Continue reading
About a year ago, I had been on a walk with Valerie to the Cape Baily area of Kamay Botany Bay National Park and been amazed by the magnificent flannel flowers that were out. I suggested to Valerie and Sue another visit to see how they were going this season. We all had an amazing day in the full splendour of Nature.

It was a day with a lot of highlights! The Flannel Flowers were magnificent. The sandstone patterns and the cliffs were great. We had very good experiences observing raptors, especially a pair of Nankeen Kestrels and an amazing flying display from a Peregrine Falcon. And then a pod of Dolphins appeared just below us, and appeared to be rounding up fish. Continue reading
After a morning at Barton Park, I ventured out again in the afternoon when the weather improved a lot. I went to Sydney Park.

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I once again made a morning trip to Rookwood Necropolis to photograph birds. Last year, around this time, I made a number of trips there to photograph a nesting pair of Brown Goshawks and then later, their chicks. It was a very interesting experience. This season, I have made two earlier trips to the Necropolis, and on the first, I spotted a single Brown Goshawk, and on the second, I could hear one calling, but not see it. This visit, I did not see or hear one. Nor did I see any possible newly built nests.

But there were some other nice birds there. Not long after I arrived at the bushy part of the Necropolis – near Serpentine Creek, I spotted a large grown bird flying amongst the trees. Was it a Brown Goshawk? No, it turned out to be a pair of Channel-billed Cuckoos. Surprisingly they were not making their raucous call. They seemed to be on the lookout for Currawong nests, and the local Currawongs and Magpies were swopping down at them. Continue reading