Sunday 25 October 2020

Backyard birds

 

It's just been Backyard Bird Count Week. I did my usual 20 minutes count, and spotted all the usual rainbow lorikeets, noisy miners, sulphur crested cockatoos, etc, and a family of king parrots happened by at just the right time too.

 

 

 

 

 

Here's a rather over-friendly king parrot who came to visit us a few weeks ago.

 

 

And a very big family of rainbow lorikeets.

 

 

 

 

 A tawny frogmouth


And a brown cuckoo-dove I spotted nearby last week. I'd seen these before, without quite getting round to identifying them properly.

Gladys

It's not been a great year for waratah flowers, our state's floral emblem. Sometimes they're everywhere and looking glorious. This year they've been few and far between.


I did spot this flowering plant over the road though. It's looking a bit sad and past its prime. I'll call it Gladys.

Saturday 17 October 2020

More Gardens of Stone: Baal Bone Ridge & Poseidon Arena

I make no apology for the bigger collection of photos than usual. This was one of the most photogenic bushwalks of them all. I often say that after a visit to the Gardens of Stone though - it's that sort of place.

Here we are at Baal Bone Gap, about to head off on another wonderland adventure.

 

Many of the rock formations are named for their resemblance to things like, in this case, a walking boot! It's been named as Mercury's Boot.





 

 

 

The dreadful fires of a few months back make for easy progress. There's a certain extra beauty once again about it all though.






Great views of Pantoneys Crown off to the north.







 

We spent quite a while looking for 'Mushroom Rock'. This was the best we could do, but I've a feeling the real one evaded us.

 

 

 

No doubt about the Seahorse though.

























Heading home at last, via the shorter but bumpier route: the Bicentennial National Trail.

Tuesday 13 October 2020

Lions Head & Kedumba Valley circuit

 

It's one of my favourite walks - the big Lions Head/Kedumba Valley circuit from Kings Tableland in the Blue Mountains near Wentworth Falls. I did it for the fourth(?) time the other day.  It was a great day out.

 

 

 

 

We'll be heading down to the old Kedumba Valley Homestead, in the cleared light green patch in the centre of this picture.

 

 

 

Walking along the ridge is quite easy these days, following the dreadful bushfires of nearly a year ago. But you do get very black from the charcoal everywhere.



Must be time to head on down now, via the very steep and slippery Lions Head Pass.




 

It's very steep and very slippery in fact, and there were thrills and spills and harsh words said. It was great when we were down though.














 

 

 

Lunch beside the Kedumba River was almost shared with a slightly-too-friendly lace monitor.


There's been work done recently in restoring the old homestead The Maxwell family lived here in the 19th and early 20th centuries, and walked up and down the precipitous 'Goat Track' to check their mail at Wentworth Falls.







The Goat Track might have been effectively lost to us during the fires. I'll have to check that one day soon. I doubt that the ragged old ropes that you depended on to haul yourself up it would have survived the flames, and any subsequent erosion may well have sealed its fate for good. Watch this space.


On this occasion, we used the old, winding fire trail to achieve our exit from the valley. It's quite a slog.





All pictures courtesy of Paul Monaghan & Liam Heery

Friday 9 October 2020

Barangaroo update

 

You can walk around the front of the nearly completed big pointy casino thing at Barangaroo now. Before too long it will be possible to get through to the headland park to the north too, and that will open up a superb waterfront walk - a full traverse of Sydney city without having to go through Sydney city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's quite a building, one has to admit. Such a pity it's supposed to become a casino. There must be a better function we can find for it.



 

 






Thought he could fly

 

 

 

 

 

 

He thought he could fly through the window pane in fact. It made him very unwell. He thought he was a proud American eagle, but he was just a rather silly pigeon. He made a very loud noise, and feathers flew everywhere. I call him Donald.

 



Monster messages

Somebody's been climbing on my car during the night. We've heard a few strange noises lately too. Can't quite decide who or what it was. If it was a possum it was a very big one.

 

And then I remembered another slightly unusual little message that turned up a couple of weeks ago on the front doorstep. Could the two be related?