A giant of a bird called Grandma is a legend at the Royal Albatross Centre near the New Zealand city of Dunedin. Although I visited the centre recently with the intention of possibly seeing the birthplace of some of the royal albatrosses observed in Tasmanian waters, I came away instead with a notebook full of facts on one long-lived individual. Not only did Grandma live to the age of 62, in her final year she managed to add to her long line of offspring spanning six … [Read more...] about Albatross with a legacy
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.
Tamar on the ball with wetlands reserve
The great white egret gave me a menacing stare on the boardwalk which runs through the Tamar Wetlands Reserve in Launceston. The egret, standing more than a metre tall, had flown with slow, lazy flaps of his giant wings from his feeding ground in shallow water to roost on the boardwalk at mid-day. The late autumn wind blowing in from the south had eased, and the beautiful egret with lacy, pure-white plumage wanted to soak up the sun which had just broken through the … [Read more...] about Tamar on the ball with wetlands reserve
Lorikeet fun and games
Two musk lorikeets, their iridescent green backs illuminated by the summer sun, had found what in the bird world would amount to a bouncy castle and they were squawking with delight as they put it through its paces. I had been in the process of learning the French game of petanque at Long Beach, Sandy Bay, and to the annoyance of my earnest teammates I had delayed throwing my boule, captivated by the antics of the lorikeets. The “bouncy castle” – ironically close to a real … [Read more...] about Lorikeet fun and games
Penguins learn road sense
Crossing the Neck at Bruny Island one stormy night I was amazed to make out what looked like the shape of a penguin standing in the middle of the road. As the wind lashed diagonal stripes of rain across the muddy dirt strip, I struggled to keep my focus on the puddled road ahead, knowing on one side was a steep drop into the waters of the D’Entrecasteaux Channel below me. But I soon confirmed my eyes were not deceiving me. There, staring straight at me, yellow in the light … [Read more...] about Penguins learn road sense
Eagle causes a flap
A low cloud had descended across the Tamar, making a visit to the mighty river’s wetlands pointless. But every cloud has a silver lining and I was treated instead to a remarkable story with an eagle at its heart. As I sat in my sister-in-law’s home high above the Tamar Valley north of Launceston, rueing a missed opportunity to stalk the waterbirds at the Tamar Wetlands Reserve, she recounted the time a wedge-tailed eagle came to call. Normally, there’s a view of a dam … [Read more...] about Eagle causes a flap