In and out of Hobart, we follow in the footsteps of the first peoples of Tasmania and those who came after them. The physical shape of these trails have been cut through the landscape over a period of 40,000 years, first by the feet of the Muwinina people and in more recent times the stamping hooves of horses on packhorse trails. And all the while birds found nowhere else on earth have provided the background music for these songlines and laylines. This soundscape is a … [Read more...] about Birdsong at quarry echoes from the past
On The Wing
Passport to birdland
Birdland is a magical place where it’s possible to escape all the pressures and stresses of the environment of the city created and inhabited by one species – humans – and immerse yourself in a less one-dimensional world. Birdland is nowhere in particular, and does not have to be special or noteworthy. It could be in the wildest of wild forest, or in suburbia. It could be a pristine beach, a few hectares of eucalypt woodland, or a neatly manicured city park. It could be a backyard. That’s the magic of birds; they bring beauty and wonder to every corner of the planet, wild or untamed, and my On the Wing writing is their celebration.
‘Diamond birds’ find their voice
The song of the spotted pardalote is pinging around the neighbourhoods this month. It’s the same every autumn and winter when these stunning little birds find their voice. The pardalotes’ two-note “ping-ping” or “pee-pee” can be heard from every corner of Hobart, my last encounter with them in the gums at the Dunn St car park in the CBD. Autumn is a good time to learn birdsong simply because there are fewer songs – the migrant songsters have departed for the mainland. In … [Read more...] about ‘Diamond birds’ find their voice
An ancient mariner feeds between the tides
A pied oystercatcher waded through a shallow surf, tip-toeing on spindly legs around sheets of wrack washing ashore. The oystercatcher probed the wet sand under foot, searching for the tiny sea life that lives between the tides. I spied the oystercatcher from Two Tree Point which sits above Adventure Bay on Bruny Island, the blue gums framing a stunning panorama stretching across an azure sea, from golden sands to the hazy outline of Tasman Island on the horizon. This very … [Read more...] about An ancient mariner feeds between the tides
Menace in the air for pooches
Accounts of eagles stalking and even attacking dogs are not new to raptor expert Craig Webb but what shocked him was the discovery of a special vest designed to thwart birds of prey attacks. The vest, which comes with protective spikes, had been shown to Craig by a dog lover recently. He mentioned the vest when we caught up at the Bruny Island Bird Festival last month. By coincidence, wildlife biologist Nick Mooney days previously had sent me an article on how to avoid such … [Read more...] about Menace in the air for pooches
‘Hot coals’ burn through the mist
A flame robin flew through a swirling mist and settled on a lichen-inscribed rock. The male robin’s fiery breast pierced the gloom as it hopped from rock to rock but there were other pockets of radiant colour bringing a surreal glow to the summit of kunanyi/Mt Wellington. A party of City of Hobart Bushcare volunteers in fluorescent vests had gathered on the plateaux for their annual rubbish-removal exercise on April 2nd. The hi-vis volunteers looked at the robin and the … [Read more...] about ‘Hot coals’ burn through the mist