June 2018
After dinner as we sit outside enjoying the warm Cairns evening a curlew marches up to the caravan fixes us with a beady stare and gives us a serious talking to. Now for anyone who has never heard a curlew, well, it sounds like a cross between an unruly two year old child having a tantrum and a woman being murdered. After a minute of glaring at us and high decibel screaming Mr. Curlew moved on to repeat his performance to the poor folks outside the next caravan.
A similar tortuous sound to a mating koala. Aaagh
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Oh yes I once thought we’d be killed in our tents by rampaging wild goats but it was just a lovelorn koala.
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First time I ever heard one was in caravan park at Wonga Beach, in the dead of night. Was before we had mobile phone, fortunately, because I seriously would have rung police and reported someone being murdered. Was too scared to go outside to phone box. Next day, when I asked about the disturbance, caravan park manager just about wet himself laughing.
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Oh dear I can relate to that.
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Oooh, your curlews are quite different from the ones we have in the UK. I wonder if they are related? An if their call is similar?
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Ours let out a long blood curdling scream.
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Ours sound plaintive …. but also as if being murdered.
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Yes this call gives me shivers
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You certainly snapped a great photo.
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Thanks but their safety / camouflage method of standing stock still really helps.
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