All photos courtesy of Ashwin Rudder copyright.
We left Sydney at midday on a scorching hot Friday. Just before crossing the Hunter River towards Raymond Terrace we made a last-minute decision to check out Stockton sandspit (thanks to Ashwin's quick checking of the tide charts). As we drove across Stockton bridge (appropriately likened to taking-off in an aeroplane by Ashwin), we could see a large group of waders, primarily avocets, on the dykes and at the sandspit.
Upon arrival we made our way slowly along the shoreline to three other birders set up with scopes, checking out the flock. Our greeting was met with a frank "Would you like to see a Banded Stilt?" We were astounded, but after a quick view through a scope we realised they weren't joking!
A completely unexpected 500! |
Banded Stilt hiding amongst the avocets |
After the successful detour to Stockton we raced up to the Sharpe's Creek campsite at Gloucester Tops. Within 10 minutes of arriving we had observed about 8 individual thrush feeding in close proximity at the picnic area. We positively identified Bassian Thrush and then a Russet-tailed Thrush (lifer for both of us). After double-checking photos and spending more time observing the distinguishing features and noting behaviour we were confident with our ID.
Russet-tailed Thrush, note the rump colour and facial markings |
Bassian Thrush, clearly plainer and displaying diagnostic 'upside-down hammer' markings on the upper wing coverts |
We made the most of the precious time we had in the bird's company, attempting to obtain photographs (see below), before leaving it in peace.
The epitome of a record shot - Sooty Owl |
Grant wasn't much longer and we were off up the road again, this time with one bird in mind. We met David again on his way back down after just getting fantastic views of one scrub-bird down Kerripit Rd. Grant knew where he was talking about so we tried our luck down there, but didn't hear any sign of one and only came away with Red-browed Treecreeper.
Now it was onto Grant's site. A spot he has had success at 3 out of 20 visits - not the most appealing ratio. He warned us that seeing a Rufous Scrub-bird is more a form of torture than any type of enjoyable birding and three hours later we could do nothing but agree with him. I'd prefer not to detail the ordeal, but can provide a brief, but typical insight into what it was like - Scrub-bird calling. Play the call. Scrub-bird calls back. This correspondence continues for 10 minutes. Scrub-bird seems closer. Wait patiently and quietly. Scrub-bird doesn't call for 10 minutes. Scrub-bird calls again from 20m away. Twenty minutes later the Scrub-bird is within 2m. Fleeting glimpse of something. Scrub-bird doesn't call for 10 minutes. Scrub-bird calls again from 20m away. And so on, and so on...
So yes, both Ashwin and I saw something move that must have been the Scrub-bird, but these were in no way tickable views. We tried again back at David's site, but turned up blanks after crashing around in the thick undergrowth. The only consolation was nice views of Crescent Honeyeater and Olive Whistler.
Stoopid twig - Olive Whistler |
In total we came away with 163 species for the weekend, with 4 lifers for Ashwin and 3 for me. I well and truly passed the 500 mark for Australia and it was great to do so in good company and with some smashing birds.
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