Friday, June 13, 2025

Wilcannia wildlife

The final few days (41 - 44)

Our final three nights (deliberately not trying to push too far each day) were in Cobar, Gunnedah and Tenterfield. Especially cold on the Tablelands driving between Gunnedah and Tenterfield where the temperature guage never reached double figures - in fact, at one point around Guyra of course, we discovered our car has a snow warning light! It activated when a little sleet appeared and the guage showed 2 degrees. Glad we were in the car!

Let's begin this final post about our KI trip with a road side emu who was very co-operative, noting the impact of the wind on the feathers.



A special mention for Wilcannia

We stopped for lunch on the Saturday of the long weekend. Lovely sunny, clear and still day. Shout out to the Wilcannia Cafe 2386  who offer a fantastic fare and a great location under the trees and over the road from the park beside the Darling.

The REAL treat for me, however, was the birdlife. Starting with the tree full of red-tailed black cockatoos we parked under right outside the cafe 😁- out came the camera and lunch suddenly was a secondary consideration. What a treat to be able to be this up close and personal with this lot!! No apologies for the number of photos included here because it is a rareity and they were very co-operative as you will see. The burger was bloody good too!









And then my two favourites




Just when you think you have had a great stop, you look skyward and there were many black kites doing their thing soaring on thermals over the town. Here are two decent ones I was able to photograph.



Wandering over to the park for a walk before setting off provided a few more moments too ... a willy wagtail, the Darling River (still waiting for the Qld torrents to arrive) and river bank scenery, a pee wee and a kookaburra.







A Sunday morning encounter with a gold rat in Cobar

The Saturday evening we arrived in Cobar offered quite a spectacular sunset given how clear the day had been - a glorious palette.


I need to include this encounter. You have to imagine the serendipity ... we check out of our Motel, a little earlier than usual. Stop to fill up with petrol and clean the windscreen. 
Remember this is Sunday morning on a long weekend in Cobar.
Turn off the main street and pull up in front of a bakery and ask Deb if she wants a coffee before we head off (it's about an hour and a half to Nyngan) but she says she is fine and so back to the main street and head off for Nyngan ... pedestrian crossing ... I recognise that swagger and its wearing a gold rats jersey! Bloody Dave Arthur ... and Selena already across the street pushing the grand daughter in a pram.
What are the odds??

So we had a chat, a photo which Dave possesses, and we eventually headed for Nyngan 😀.

A coffee tale for sure!

So for our final pictures on these blog posts sharing our journey to Adelaide and Kangaroo Island I have chosen a sequence just out of Cobar heading east to Nyngan and Gunnedah. This was the largest mob of emu we encountered and several adults were carefully guiding the younger ones around and through a fence as they wandered from the side of the road, gradually blending with the parched landscape. 

An apt sense of calm as we began to leave the western plains for the more undulating and less drought ravaged agricultural areas further east as the trees also began reappearing and breaking up that big blue sky. 

We feel privileged and relaxed to have undertaken our journey and seen such a range of environments offered by our great land. 

I hope you have enjoyed a few glimpses offered on the blog too.







Broken Hill II

The Living Desert National Park (day 39-40)

After the morning in Silverton and beyond (a little way only) we headed back to walk around the flora and fauna reserve within the Living Desert National Park just outside of Broken Hill. The timing culminated with a walk around the celebrated Sculture Park looking back across the city not too long before sunset (a recommended time). Turned out a much more pleasant and sunny afternoon (though still a bit windy) and quite the way to end our final day in Broken Hill.

We ended up doing the Cultural Trail and skipped the flora trail (just a time and fitness decision). Below is a selection showing the very different landscape to this morning as the clouds cleared in the later afternoon and the sun shone down. Even blessed with some of the fauna but mostly I reckon they were tucked away out of the wind!

And up we go ... rocky and trees

Cranky crow!

Hiking crested pigeons

Looking west back down to the car park

Distant trees peeking over rocky outcrops

A wallaroo

Another showing the wind-blown thick fur coat

Traditional shelters (rooms with a view - north east)

Clearing skies - final climb to the lookout!

Looking to the sculptures

Panorama from the high point lookout looking east

Blending in

Crested pigeons sheltering

Mum and young wallaroo being cautious

One tree smoking?

Multiple trees soften the terrain

Car park wallaroo

Wallaroo camouflage


















We next headed over to the Sculpture walk as the light began to fade but the skies had cleared. First photo is of the sculptures from the car park walk before we drove over. Thereafter I have left the photos for you to interpret (with one or two exceptions).

Standing sentinel over the city



Blending in



This sculture represents the legend of an
indigenous woman attempting to
steal the moon - which just happened
to align in ascendency!