A PEREGRINE falcon witnessed Stan Jones’ last journey on the 296 bus. A black cockatoo and a butcherbird were there, too; providing a fitting and appropriate send-off for a man who flew with them in his thoughts daily, at least until today. Stan Jones was retiring after a life on the road. It had been a good life because most days he drove theOpossumBaybus out ofHobart. For 40 years the bus driver had told his passengers they were on the greatest, most beautiful, most … [Read more...] about Last stop on the shimmering way
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Beatles, Brahms and Blackbirds
BEFORE I retired from the Mercury newspaper, my colleagues used to joke that they always knew when I’d been on duty by the number of bird stories that appeared in the newspaper. Writing and looking for bird news, especially when compiling and editing the world pages, was a welcome distraction from all the man-made turmoil and mayhem in the world. One night on my usual journalistic bird hunt, or bird trawl through the new agency reports coming across the wires, I was … [Read more...] about Beatles, Brahms and Blackbirds
Picture points to the past
FOR some months now the wall of my study has been adorned by a print of a rare colonial picture which provides a glimpse of how Hobart and its surroundings looked during the first days of settlement. It’s an idyllic scene and I go there when the rain is falling beyond my study’s window and I can’t experience the real thing. The long-forgotten painting by John Charles Allcot, recording a tranquil and leafy Sullivans Cove at Hobart's foundation in 1804, was brought to public … [Read more...] about Picture points to the past
Rare bittern proves elusive
The great bittern hunt started early one morning with the mist still hanging like candyfloss on the hills framing the HuonValley. The reedy wastes of the Egg Islands in the Huon River at Franklin is home to the rare and elusive bittern and I was part of an expedition to not only circumnavigate the wild and untamed landmass but to find the endangered bird in one of its last stamping grounds in the state, if not the country. The eerie and haunting “booming” of the bittern is … [Read more...] about Rare bittern proves elusive
Survival of the fittest
The Tasmanian currawong was a sight to behold. Jet-black matt plumage, ebony bill, mad orange eye and flashes of brilliant white at the tips of the wings and tail. It fluttered about the Waterworks Reserve, at times seemingly coming within touching distance. The lone bird had been a godsend on a quiet day without birds. I had been leading a bird walk and had struggled to point out any birds of interest. The satin flycatcher I had staked out previously failed to show (I … [Read more...] about Survival of the fittest