Category: Wildlife
The Bloody Curlews
There is nothing more mournful than the cry of a curlew on a warm tropical night.Late in the evening or just before first light a blood curdling scream will cut the air and raise you bolt upright from your bed. Then you realise that a woman or a child is not in mortal danger, it’s the bloody curlew. They take a lot of getting used to. Continue reading The Bloody Curlews
Feeding Frenzy
“How good is your lens?” Says a man on the beach. I follow his gaze and there between the rocky reefs, sharks are feeding on a school of fish. I’ve been too busy shooting the sunrise to notice what is happening right in front of us. Continue reading Feeding Frenzy
Log, log!
We toast the last rays of the sun as they glow on the offshore islands. Our neighbours tell us about their last caravan park and how much they enjoyed it. Even though one camper had been checking her photos and noticed a croc swimming across the picture. “No way” said the park manager “that’s a log”. The camper brought up the next photo and ‘the log’ was swimming past again this time in the opposite direction! Continue reading Log, log!
Up Close and Personal
The joy of being out in the bush is when you give up your chair to the locals. Continue reading Up Close and Personal
Eating with Brolgas
When we’ve pulled into the Kynuna (Qld) Roadhouse the two very funny ladies who run it have warned us not to feed the brolgas and no sooner had we parked the van than a brolga wandered over and took ownership of us. We were warned “When you leave the toilet close the door the brolgas poop in there and then people complain when they step in it. They don’t like brolga poop between their toes.” Thus I’m now eating lunch while a big grey brolga peers through the window at me, I daren’t eat outside or else I’ll lose my … Continue reading Eating with Brolgas
Reminds Him of Home
On the Yardie Creek gorge tour we see corellas, egrets and a Nankeen night heron. When everyone jumps out of their seats to photograph the corellas the bloke behind us says “they’re only bloody corellas I’ve got a backyard full of ’em.” Continue reading Reminds Him of Home
Blue Bottle
As we walked along Victoria’s 90 Mile Beach at Paradise we found that hundreds of Blue Bottle jellyfish had been washed ashore. Oh so delicate but I wouldn’t want to tangle with one in the water. Continue reading Blue Bottle
When a Bird’s Got a Thirst
We spotted this thirsty emu just after a band of rain had gone through. Continue reading When a Bird’s Got a Thirst
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