Purple Swamp Hen
May 2019, Bridgewater on Loddon, Vic Continue reading Purple Swamp Hen
May 2019, Bridgewater on Loddon, Vic Continue reading Purple Swamp Hen
If you’ve been following this blog a while you’ll know that our mate Toothless Johnno earned his nickname when, while eating his lunch he broke a tooth. Placing the broken false tooth on the picnic table he continued munching his … Continue reading Vermin eh?
Winter 2014, somewhere in the Gulf We’re heading south on the Burke Developmental Road towards Cloncurry. It’s the sort of morning that can only be described as magnificent and we have the road to ourselves. A flock of bright green budgies rises up from the scrub and wheels in front of us splat, splat, splat, yuck! Continue reading Oh, what a beautiful morning
Mar 2019, Broulee, NSW Continue reading Broulee Head
Mar 2019, Gillards Beach, NSW The Swamp Wallabies here are intriguing. They go about their business not at all fussed with our presence. They hop in to see what we’re up to at Happy Hour and even check out our caravans. Continue reading The Swamp Wallaby
Mar 2019, Gillards Beach near Tathra, NSW We follow Toothless and his missus in to the Mimosa Rocks National Park, they’ve been here before. There is a sharp almost blind turn off the Tathra Bermagui Road. The dirt road is … Continue reading Priceless
Mar 2019, somewhere in South Eastern NSW Just before Eden a lyrebird scoots across the highway in front of us. A whoosh of brown with his magnificent long tail trailing behind. That’s four that we’ve now seen in our caravanning travels and all too fast to be photographed. Elusive, is the best description for those little buggers. But even more curious is the fact that they can mimic many other sounds so if you hear a chainsaw in the bush it just might be a cheeky lyrebird exercising his vocal cords. Continue reading Lyrebirds
Mar 2019, Toora, Vic To the passing tourist there’s not much to see in tiny Toora apart from the wind farm up on the hill and the big old milk processing factory that is still in operation. But we take … Continue reading Toora Bird Hide
This morning I read a quote from Margy on ‘Fueled by Chocolate‘ which reminded me that yesterday I found a Huntsman spider (about the size of my palm) sitting on our caravan tidy bin. I quickly raced him outside and left him to scamper across the Whorouly grass. “I wish you’d kill those things!” said a wary Woody. “Under our floor, spider families. Two worlds an inch apart.” – Mike Garofalo On reading that quote this morning I suddenly remembered the spider that Woody tried to kill in Lake Bolac last November and whose body I had never found. The … Continue reading Two Worlds
Mar 2019, Genoa, Vic I meet a twitcher on the old bridge who tells me that the speckled rooster wandering about the campground is a Silver Spangled Hamburg apparently one of several left behind when their owner moved house. The … Continue reading And I thought it was just a chook