Monday, 31 March 2025

Weekends That Were - April 2025

1.4.25

Minnippi

Nope its not an April Fool’s Day joke – I did go out birding alone again.

Another damp soggy, muggy, overcast morning. We have had extensive rain over the last few weeks and were expecting more within 24 hours. The ground was saturated and quite boggy underfoot with patches of ‘flood water’ to walk through, but my Gortex lined Zamberlains handled it perfectly and kept my feet dry. (Looking for some sponsorship here…). Even the M1 track was wet – a rare occurrence.

It was pretty quiet and, in fact, I only totaled 36 species, well below my average list for Autumn of 45 species. Virtually no Honeyeaters, only a few Lewin’s clicking away, but towards the far end of the M1 track, while fending off the hordes of flesh-eating mosquitoes, an Eastern Yellow Robin was calling away somewhere in the undergrowth – that call that drives everyone mad cause they sit dead still when they do it.

The lake was quiet with no egrets or cormorants on the water and only a few Pacific Black Ducks, Australian Wood Ducks and 1 Australian Grebe. I did have a Buff-banded Rail near the carpark and a pair of White-breasted Woodswallows on the wires. 

An interesting record, however, was a single Oriental Dollarbird on the overhead wires. This was the first one I had ever seen in April – out of 90 Autumnal recorded visits since 2002. All of my previous records were prior to mid-March and I wondered if this guy got held up by the very wet weather further north?

The only other things of any sort of interest were a flock of 9 Rainbow Bee Eaters passing overhead and a glide-past of a, presumed female due to size, Brown Goshawk.


7.4.25


Oxley


The track was fucking dead. That may have been due to my late start – I was on site at 7.15. 

It was a bright, clear, sunny morning but still little activity. I did end up seeing all three Fairy-wren species but all female or heavily moulting males, apart from one Red-backed male.

The ponds were dead as – 3 Dusky Moorhens, an Australian Darter and 1 Australian Pelican. There were about 20 Eastern Cattle Egrets hanging around the cattle and I did have a Plumed/Intermediate Egret and a White-faced Heron near the Red Shed, but all in all 34 species was a very low morning’s count.


11.4.25


Minnippi


Another day, same same. A bright, calm morning. Generally very quiet. The same Eastern Yellow Robin calling in the same area on the M1 Mosquito infested track. A large number – approx 55 – Australian Wood Ducks on and around the water, 2 Great Cormorants and a single Eurasian Coot were somewhat notable beyond the usual stuff. The Black Swans were missing in action – shock horror!  A trio of Chestnut-breasted Mannikins and a Golden-headed Cisticola in the reeds were also nice to see. Other than that it was a pretty freaking quiet, 36 species, morning.


14.4.25


Birding Pal stuff


I picked up Wade & Carol from Jacksonville, Florida at the International Cruise Ship Terminal in Pinkenba - on the north side of the Brisbane River near the mouth, a long way out from the city through pretty shitty looking degraded habitat, small industry, trucks, buses and roads in terrible condition – welcome to Brisbane….. The cruise terminal itself was very modern, shmick and organised, but the road from there to the city? Embarrassingly depressing, ugly and third worldish.

I was there at 8.20 and there weren’t many cars waiting at the drop-off/pick-up spot. They didn’t appear till just after 9 – the security were pretty good, considering you’re only supposed to be there for two minutes, but most of the pickups seemed to be taxi cabs and buses set off to one side out of the way.

We headed off straight away to cross the toll bridge again back to the south side and Sandy Camp wetlands. 

It was dead as. I have never seen it so quiet. It was a humid morning, dull, overcast with bright spells but there was almost nothing on the ponds and very few passerines. I managed to scratch together a couple of Spangled Drongos, same number of Brown Honeyeaters, one Rufous Fantail that performed well, a Grey Shrikethrush, about 5 Bar-shouldered Doves and a few Willy Wagtails. With 3 Rainbow Bee Eaters, a Grey Fantail, 5 Pacific Black Ducks, a couple of Dusky Moorhens and Australian Swamphens that was, literally, about it. Carol needed a sit down at one point for about 10 minutes before we got back to the car and headed down to the mangrove boardwalk.

She sat it out in a park shelter while Wade and I walked the boardwalk and I managed to get him Toressian Kingfisher, Mangrove Gerygone and Australian Bush Turkey.

They agreed it was a good time for lunch so we drove to Mt Gravatt Lookout and had lunch while it poured rain on the way and rained most of the time we were there.

Finally at around 14.00 we drove the short distance to Isabella St and walked in for the Australian Boobook, which thankfully, was perched up and showed well. The 20 minute round walk took us about 30 minutes and we started to head towards the Port of Brisbane as I thought that might be an easy location with minimal walking where we might see some other stuff. However, as we drove, the rain set in more and the traffic was horrendous, despite the school holidays, so I decided that we didn’t really have enough time to do anything else and we should head for the ship. I dropped them off at 15.15. They had had to be back by 16.00 anyway.

They said they were happy enough with what we’d done – although I felt disappointed because we had really seen very little compared to what might have been.


18.4.25


More Birding Pal stuff


Hugo and his wife from Cordoba in Argentina arrived at my place at 6.00, both in their 60’s but fit enough. His wife (whose name I didn’t get) did not have bins but was happy enough to follow us around. We left their car there and I drove them in mine – it was easier. I didn’t speak much Spanish – in reality, nil – and Hugo’s English was ‘basic’. It made for a relatively quiet day, but we managed to communicate ok.

On site at Sandy Camp at 6.20. It was very quiet, but we managed to pull a few goodies out of the proverbial bag. A Nankeen Night Heron perched up on the far side of the main pond was nice. But better still a Black Bittern seen quite well but briefly perched up from a flush off the side of the track was only my tenth for the site. Even better still a poorly seen (not even sure if Hugo got onto it) Rose Robin was my first for site. We had most of the usual stuff - Grey and Rufous Fantails, Rufous Whistler, Little Friarbird, Rainbow Bee Eaters, White-breasted Woodswallows and one Hardhead but no Egrets and very few other small birds. I did hear two Spotless Crakes but wasn't really in a position to play for them.

After about two hours we moved on to the Mangrove Boardwalk where I managed to get Mangrove Gerygone and Toressian Kingfisher for him and he got Pale-headed Rosella for himself. I could not get any Leaden Flycatchers to respond.

We sat and had coffee from a coffee truck in the carpark for about 30 minutes afterwards.

I figured we might as well concentrate in the same area and so took them down to the visitor’s centre at the Port where we had the usual suspects plus several Mangrove Honeyeaters that responded well to encouragement and an overflying immature White-breasted Sea Eagle was the only raptor of the day.

It was sort of lunch time then and being Good Friday and everywhere closed we had lunch in MacDonald’s before driving to Toohey Forest and walking in for the Australian Boobook still perched up in the same tree. As we walked out we met a mother and son, who was about 11 or 12, and he asked us if there were any birds around? He knew what he was talking about – I was very impressed – and during the chat his mother suggested we look for Koala from the Mt Gravatt Outlook. I had planned on White’s Hill but decided to apply her advice and we found a single Koala about 100 meters from the car park.

Finally we went to Minnippi and I found a pair of Tawny Frogmouths in a Paperbark tree where Mr P had suggested they might be based on a photo he had seen recently. We again got the usual species including a single Magpie Goose, although the Black Swans appear to have disappeared.

We headed home and I left them at their car at 16.00.


19.4.25


And again.....


Once again Hugo and she-who-shall-remain-nameless were at my place at 6am. We headed west to Anstead arriving on site at 6.25 thanks to almost 100% green lights and little traffic.

We walked the track as usual finding the main area completely dominated by Noisy Friarbirds and really little else – there must have been several hundred birds hunting nectar through the canopy. We did have 3 Red-necked Wallabys and a Koala, the latter perched up above the track showing well, if a little sleepy.

Along the bitumen in desperation I hung the speaker on a tree and played for a number of species, most of whom responded very well. Scarlet Honeyeaters in number although only a single coloured male, Striated Pardalotes, two Shining Bronze Cuckoos, Grey Fantails, a female Golden Whistler, Rainbow Bee Eaters and a male Mistletoebird that showed voluntarily.

We finished there and I suggested coffee, but West Vets was inexplicably closed so we headed back towards Brisbane. As we were in the area I thought Moggill might be worth a try.

It was dead. As dead as dead can be. I had been hoping for Large-billed Scrubwren, White-throated Gerygone, Brown Thornbill and maybe a Monarch or two. Nothing showed – or responded - so we left and headed back east.

Back in the Oxley area we went to Arte & Gusto for coffee and muffins – apparently the Argentinians preferred something sweet to savoury for a late breakfast and I joined them. At Oxley we walked in but again it was very, very quiet. I managed to get Golden-headed Cisticola for Hugo, but could not raise a Tawny Grassbird for love or threats.

All in all it was a medium success day with a lot of effort for minimal reward, however, they appeared happy and thanked me for the effort when I dropped them at their car at 13.00.


26.4.25


Minnippi


I picked Mr P up at 6.15, on site 10 minutes later. Very wet underfoot – in fact Mr P wore wellies – thanks to the previous two days heavy rain. This year so far would seem to be the wettest year we have had in many years. 

We flushed a Buff-banded Rail from just below the pylons, but the water itself was very quiet. Walked the usual tracks – M1, Avenue, back to the lake, but not the Airfield Track.

Nothing unusual, but a 46 species morning which was significantly better than my recent visits. Definitely more activity, especially with recent autumnal arrivals in the number of Grey Fantails.

The Tawny Frogmouths were still in the same tree near the bridge and a single Black Swan had re-appeared (wayhay….) 9 Magpie Geese was a little unusual in the Model Airfield field and the 2 Great Cormorants were still in the usual Cormorant Tree.

Breakfast in Stones Corner followed by a visit to Mr D’s Australian Boobook in Toohey.


29.4.25


Oxley


On site at 7 on a pleasant, cool, bright morning. It turned out to be an OK morning, an average species list, but numbers were low. The track was relatively quiet, human-wise as well.

Two ‘surprises’ – a Whistling Kite dropped out of the big tree on the left beside the first pond, glided low over my head and disappeared over the ponds. I had stopped to check the Rainbow Lorikeets that had been calling in that tree, but had not seen the Kite before it flew.

While walking back from the end of track point a few minutes later, a Comb-crested Jacana flew across the track heading away from the ponds towards the market area. Considering this was only my 4th record of the species at this site since 2002, it was a bit unusual and I wondered where it was heading.

I also had the first Scarlet Honeyeaters of this season – a nice male and a few females on one of the few flowering trees along the track.

All in all, a 44 species morning, a big improvement on my last visit, but still low – and the general bird numbers were very low too, with a total (estimated) number of 154 birds, compared to an annual average of 275.
















Sunday, 9 March 2025

Weekends That Were - March 2025

 Happy Cyclonic Birthday

How many people do you know get a cyclone for their 70th birthday?

I did. Never mind the socks, hankies, boxes of chocolates or bottles of wine, a cyclone is super special!

We had watched it develop off the north Queensland coast for a week moving slowly south until, on Wednesday (5th) it arrived more or less directly off Brisbane. It was expected to cross the coast early on Friday morning (7th) so, on Thursday evening, my daughter Kara packed up her two boys, Lincoln (11) and Patrick (6) and I brought them all up to my place along with Shadow, the all black Labrador and the doggy love of my life. We settled in for the wait.

Friday dawned and Cyclone Alfred hung off the coast moving only very slowly westwards towards us. It had been a Category 3, but it's intensity diminished to Cat 2 as we waited. It rained most of Friday and the wind picked up as the day progressed. 

With all the notice we had had most people had taken action - removing any loose articles out of the garden and off their verandahs and balconies. The government had finally decided to close all the schools in the predicted cyclone area on Thursday and Friday so Kara would not be at work either. Supermarkets started to close around midday on Thursday and public transport stopped on Wednesday night. 

Alfred was now predicted 'sometime' on Saturday morning - my birthday. It was moving very, very slowly towards the coast. We ventured out for a walk down to the park at the end of the road to give the boys and dog some exercise, we tried to plan it for a break in the rain, but still got a bit wet.

Midnight on Friday and the wind was pretty wild, howling around the building, the torrential rain horizontal and the trees thrashing and bending. It was pretty scary and I just prayed to whomever that the roof stayed attached!

Kara and the boys slept in my bed and the spare room, while I slept on the couch and Shadow on her mat with Linc in the spare room. I sat up till after midnight but finally fell asleep in my clothes. At 5am on Saturday morning I was awakened by Shadow moving around and realised she was keen to go outside. I had visions of a pitch black dog being picked up and flying away in the wind and wondered how I would ever find her again if that happened. Alfred was predicted to cross the coast around that time but needs must, so down we want to the garden and Shadow did what she had to do before we hurried safely back inside and settled down again. The cyclone had arrived just about then, reaching, but not quite crossing, the coast north of Brisbane (about 50kms away from us) around 6am. It then degenerated into a tropical low and moved north parallel to the coast before crossing later in the morning around Bribie Island.

However it wasn't over yet. It poured rain all day Saturday. I mean poured. An extremely heavy, continuous, torrential downpour. The wind picked up as well - I think the wind that night was pretty close to as bad as it had been the previous night - and the number of customers without electricity rose dramatically. We were lucky. We continued to have electricity and (more importantly where the two boys were concerned) internet. Over 400,000 other people didn't. 

The next problem was flooding. There was no danger of that where we were located - 3 floors up and nowhere near any major river systems - but travel in SEQ was going to be a problem. Luckily we didn't need to go anywhere anyway. Ant, my son-in-law, was at work in his role as a sergeant in the Qld police force and reported to us regularly regarding conditions at their home in the Yatala area. There had been no power from Friday night at their place so it was best they were with me. My second daughter, Jade, and her son, Nash (7), lost power around 21.00 on Saturday night. We all hung in.

Sunday it rained heavily all day again, and, although the wind gradually eased off through the day, we still couldn't really go anywhere without getting soaked. Thank goodness we still had electricity and internet....

In the evening I drove down to Jade & Nash taking a gas camping stove and cylinder, a rechargeable camping light and 2 charge packs as, at that stage, it was unlikely we would need any of that emergency gear where we were. The drive down was hairy in that the rain was horrendous, the roads were flooded and impassable in places, but I got down and back without major incident.

Monday and the wind had eased and there were bright spots between the rain showers. Ant was at home and had the generator going. Once again the schools were closed, but roads were flooded, a few houses damaged and hundreds of powerlines down tangled in trees. Kara decided to head home so we packed up and I drove them back via a circuitous route to avoid some local flooding and a stop at Mackers for coffee and milkshakes.

A short time after we arrived and unpacked the car, the power came back on at their place - but much to the boys frustration, not the internet! A tree in their back yard had come down and crushed a section of fence, but other than that they had not sustained any damage.

I left them to it and found my way around some local flooding to Jade's place where I picked up Nash and brought him home with me. He was happy as he now had internet again! I guess it was similar to us when we didn't have TV for a day or two, tech these days is so important to the kids. Mind you, none of my grandsons are overweight or even looking like they're inactive so I see little harm in them spending time on their iPads - especially when they can't go outside and play anyway.

So - a cyclone for my 70th! A pretty rare present!

Bird-wise - I didn't;t get out anywhere, but some amazing birds were seen, especially along the coast. The headliner has to be a Leach's Stormpetrel - that must be one of the first ever seen in Australia. Grey Ternlets, Noddies and a couple of species of Petrels were also reported. I did see a Frigatebird sp from my balcony on Monday morning. It was drifting east back towards the coast. I assume it had been blown inland over the weekend. Unsure of species - potentially a Great, but most likely a Lesser, but a pretty good balcony tick!

15.3.25

Oxley (& Toohey)

Mr D picked me up at 6, on site ten minutes later. We were keen to see how the site had survived Alfred. It did appear that the river had flooded, but there was minimal impact on the environment, no trees down, the track basically the same as always, just obvious signs of high water flow along the way under the trees. The metal fence at the second culvert had been flattened, but other than that nothing remarkable.

The bird life was another matter. It was very quiet. Whether some species had moved out prior to or post the cyclone we couldn’t be sure, but there were few small birds present and numbers in general were pretty minimal.

We did have a Striated Heron perched up on one of the islands in the main pond, a probably Whistling Kite perched up at distance on a fence post and an Australian Hobby slid past at height to perch up distantly on a power pylon. 

Breakfast, as usual when birding this site, at Arte and Gusto.

After breakfast Mr D took me to Toohey and showed off a Southern Boobook perched up in, presumably, a nesting hollow. He had found it several weeks previously and it, or they, had hung around the same tree for that time.

16.3.25

Birding Pal Stuff

I picked up Krishna from Singapore at 6am in South Bank. We headed straight out to Sandy Camp. Just inside the entrance a decent sized, many trunked Paperbark had come down across the path in the cyclone and we had to climb over it to gain access; otherwise there was no apparent damage.

 We spent almost three hours there. The waterbirds were OK, but the passerines a bit thin on the ground. According to Krishna’s count we achieved 46 species that was, in my opinion, a bit on the low side. Best sightings were a run-across-the-track Spotless Crake and an immature Black-faced Monarch. Fairy-wren-wise we only had three Superb Fairy-wrens, 2 female and one moulting male. We had no finches or flycatchers and few small honeyeaters. 

Krishna was a good birder, keen eyes and keen on taking photos and we headed down to the Mangrove Boardwalk around 9.00.

I noted a bit of storm damage to the mangrove edge – a couple of trees over – but the boardwalk itself was untouched. We found Toressian Kingfisher fairly easily with playback, but it took a while to get Mangrove Gerygone and then Leaden Flycatcher and Rufous Fantail to add to the day list of lifers for Krishna.

It was warming up and on the humid side so we stopped off at Mackers for coffee and a chat before heading on to Minnippi and a meeting with Mr P. He had been checking the trees and riverbank and had turned up nothing of interest so we walked, basically, around the lake picking up a few more lifers for Krishna – including Variegated Fairy-wren and Red-browed Finch - but nothing of great consequence. From my perspective a ~1.5 meter Red-bellied Black slithering quickly away into the longer grass was the highlight.

As we crossed the bridge back towards the car Krishna spotted an Australian Hobby on the powerlines some distance away. We said Goodbye to Mr P and Krishna and I walked down the bike path to get better views and photos of the Hobby. 


Australian Hobby (heavily photoshopped)

Finished that and we headed back to the car and drove out. Just outside the reserve area Krishna called a possible raptor and we stopped.

The bird had perched up in a tree 50 meters from the road over an open carparking area. As we exited the car it swooped low overhead and perched up briefly on a nearby TV aerial before turning and swooping low over us again it swept up and landed facing us on an exposed branch where a couple of Toressian Crows moved in and warily harassed it. It was a Peregrine Falcon and sat for 15 minutes or so, alternately spitting at the Crows and watching us below as we moved in to get outstanding views, photos and videos. Due to the streaking on its chest as opposed to barring we surmised it was a juvenile bird – but strange behavior acting almost Sparrowhawk-like. Brilliant!


Peregrine Falcon (juv)

Video

https://youtu.be/V5GQsnKpTBQ


 

We headed on and went for lunch around 13.30 at Mt Gravatt Lookout. 

After lunch we drove to Oxley and set off along the track. Just outside the gate we had a family party of Red-backed Fairy-wrens with a couple of still coloured up males which was a big relief!

The rest of the walk was pretty quiet and we didn’t add many species to his list. Once again, no finches and only a small family of Superb Fairy-wrens with one OK looking male.

By the time we got back to the carpark it was after 17.00 so we drove up to Slaughter Falls, walked the track and settled down to wait for dusk and a hoped for White-throated Nightjar performance. 

Unfortunately this didn’t happen, no bird showed and no response to a rather desperate try of encouragement. No response either to Powerful Owl or Owlet Nightjar playback, only a couple of Southern Boobooks calling deep in the forest.

I dropped Krishna ‘home’ at 19.00. It had been a big day and I had to refuse his offer of a drink or dinner, as I was just too exhausted to do anymore! I'm getting too old for this shit.


16.3.25


Oxley 


I decided it’d be a good idea to start birding locally again. I really haven’t been doing much for the past year or so. Whatever – I was on site at 6.15. A very damp, muggy, dull morning. It had rained the previous day and overnight and the track was quiet – bird-wise and human-wise.

Not a lot to see – a single Red-browed Finch, two Brown Honeyeaters, that sort of thing. I did have a fleeting glimpse of what I believed was a juvenile Brush Cuckoo. It was in a bush in a field near the ponds and was apparently being harassed by a Brown Honeyeater and a Willy Wagtail. It flew the second I saw it and disappeared into the distance with that typical, rolling cuckoo flight. I scanned the flooded field from near the car park and had a short view of a Whistling Kite circling low over the water before it too vanished behind the trees. That was about it but it was kinda nice to be out and about again.