Showing posts with label Galah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Galah. Show all posts

Friday, November 24, 2023

Tassie X - the road home

Departure day - departure ferry embarkation 4.30pm. So no rush. Good, the Hellyar Rd distillery to visit and we decided to visit the Emu Valley Rhododenron Gardens as well (not just platypus there!).

More evidence supporting spring had sprung - a theme we had seen demonstrated many times along the journey. Here is a small family of Australian wooducks including a closeup of two ducklings demonstrating their learning to be on lookout and grazing.


In the main pond, aptly named Grebe Pond, was this Australasian grebe gliding unusually close to shore with some reed cover allowing interesting framing. Very cute, and cool to be able to get relatively close. Our final Tasmanian birds for the trip.













Back on the mainland we headed north via teh Hume Highway until Benalla (see next post) and then made our way to the Newell Highway until cutting across to Glen Innes from Narrabri. Very different country to where we had been (long straight stretches nad wide open fields of wheat and other cereal crops). We enjoyed seeing emus, but some other surprises popped up along the way too.






We had a stop at the Coo-ee Heritage and Information Centre in Gilgandra. There was some sqwarking up a gum tree in the car park and these galahs were responsible - at least the young one was. You can almost see it trying to pretend it wasn't responsible in the photos 😉.


Another interesting and very pleasant section of our return drive was going across and through the Mount Kaputar National Park between Narrabri and Bingara. We stopped at the Sawn Rocks picnic area and short walk and found three new birds to me. An unexpected excitment on such a beautiful day.

A white-winged triller


The trill gave the location away.


A yellow-tufted honeyeater


Offering a nice view of the underparts


Dusky woodswallow


A caught insect visible with the right angle!


Yes, even more emus! Well, we saw two more individual emus - this one about 30km along the Grafton Rd from Glen Innes and later in the day one as we sped along the Moterway near Maclean in a young growth sugar cane field. The Glen Innes one below was very responsive to Deb's whistles from the car window, so obligingly wandered over near the fence offering us a better view. Note the light weight of the feathers fluffed up in the first photo (by a not very strong breeze).




Saturday, December 3, 2022

A stopover at Goonoo Goonoo Station (Nov)

This is a long post in terms of photos included because it was a special couple of days.

We decided to take our time on the return journey after dropping our UK friends off. First night was at the Entrance. Next morning over breakfast, right beside the entrance to Tuggerah Lake, I spotted these galahs nestled in a palm. The one at the top was the only one I saw ... I did not notice the one lower left until I posted this photo here! A fitting way (as it turned out) for this journey to begin, as much I had not seen before was revealed.

We drove up the New Engalnd Highway after detouring through Cessnock and Pokolbin enjoying the sight of some grand Hunter Valley wine estates. We had booked the night at Goonoo Goonoo Station just south of Tamworth, based on strong recommendations from two sets of friends. Their recommendations proved to be sound, and we were not disappointed. 

Here is the view across the Station from the "village" to the Shearer's Quarters (it is the small shed, not the very large one) where our room awaited.


Soon after settling in, I spotted this sulphur-crested cockatoo in a large gum just outside our Quarters (and it turned out, just outside it's quarters too!).


We had a fantastic dinner in their restaurant, the Glasshouse, constructed between the old shearing shed and woolstore. Here is the view, as well as another of some views through the village - just to provide some context of the beauty and serenity of the environment during our visit. A credit to their staff.
















Hopefully that sets the scene for the good fortune that followed by being able to savour so many new bird sightings for me ...

On my first wander, I could hear a cacophony coming from a large red bottle-brush tree. As I approached, not just the competing bird noises became evident but also the constant movement in competition for nectar by a variety of birds. As it turned out, the first one I noticed was an old favourite from my coastal meanderings, the noisy friarbird.


Next, however was a delightful new find for me - the musk lorikeet. Once again I can only marvel at the raucous palette nature conjours for our delight. Like other lorikeets they are boisterous and aggressive, acrobatic and ever so gorgeous with the striking blue and red head markings contrasting with the more familiar green and yellow body plumage. Such a delight - and as normal with new sightings, I have included quite a few (because I just kept taking photos!). Enjoy!






When I turned around to keep wandering, I noticed movement on a grassy area off to the south. Here was another new sighting. Two adults and two young red-rumped parrots. The turquoise tones of the adult are fantastic and the "red-rump" is clear from photos of the rear view. Like other grass parrots I have experienced, they blend in so well despite this palette being much darker than other parrots I have seen.



Returning to the Quarters to get ready for dinner, this pair of galahs were playing around their hollow and the late afernoon light and cloudy sky provided a fitting backdrop. The contrast of the live branches and leaves just behind the dead branches with the hollows is also striking.





Next morning I could not resist another wander around the property. I retraced the path taken the previous evening to the restaurant. I was rewarded, not with any new birds but two lovely sightings of familier ones in very different settings than I am used to. First a crested pigeon cooing atop a shed ridge-capping; then, an eastern rosella guarding the entrance to it's hollow.





Lured once again by the cacophony in the same red bottle-brush I headed off to see what might be there this morning. Along the way I noticed a small flock of swallows on the ridge-capping being overseen by a magpie atop one of the chimneys.


In the red bottle-brush I spotted this little honeyeater. Initially I thought it to be a brown honeyeater, but on closer inspection the little white spot behind the eye is not present. Searching my bird guide I believe it may be a white-plumed honeyeater (in which case it is yet another new sighting). I will claim it, despite none of the photos offering a clear pose to check, but the two included do show the delightful tones and acrobatic abilities.

And of course, driving the cacophony were the musk lorikeets!





Wending my way back to the Quarters to ready ourselves for departure, there remained a few more treats for me. First up this magnificent pair of eastern rosellas showed off their mating abilities in full view - how fortunate was I to witness this. Not hard to tell which one is the male (just look how vibrant the plumage is)!





Next up was this nankeen kestrel scanning the paddocks from on high in search of any prey lurking in the grasses. Among this sequence I spotted a small roaming flock of common starlings preening on a nearby yard fence.




Finally for our visit to the Station, here is a sequnce of the red rumped parrot parent and the young ones - grazing and having a drink at the trough. Ah, life on the farm! 

What a privilege this visit has afforded.





Our next night was in Tenterfield and after brunch and a wander around town, we followed the advice of a shop-owner and headed off to admire the view from Mount Mackenzie lookout. Quite the panorama and certainly worth the detour.


While we were there, a familiar nearby chirp of a rosella led me back along the road a little way. Up in the gum I was rewarded with my first clear sighting & photo opportunity of the crimson rosella - and what a sighting it was! A young one pleading with mum for lunch. I share here three different "pleads" and three different regurgitations rewarding the persistence of the young one. 

What a way to end this post.