Yesterday was wonderful. After a quick stop at the Big Gallah, we drove out to Secret Rocks (which are not a secret) about 45 minutes from town.
Our quest there was for the Blue-breasted Fairy-wren; a gorgeous little FW that looks a whole lot like a Variegated FW. After about an hour of walking around, with the goats looking down on us (literally, not figuratively… at least I don’t think so), we saw Fairy-wrens! We got looks, took photos and followed them around for a bit. We had maybe a dozen birds in total. There were at least a couple of full colour males and two were males in different stages of eclipse. After looking at the birds and then studying the photos (as well as getting conformation from a couple of sources) we ticked our lifer Blue-breasted Fairy-wren. I am very grateful (and thank you Kay and Tim!).
|In eclipse as they say|
Lynn was reading in our trusty Dolby/Clarke that about 5k east was a track that could have Western Yellow Robin as well as more BBFW. We headed there only to find the track gated and sign-posted Private Property. So we parked and walked around a bit. And we heard the robin! As Lynn so aptly put it, they are not as confiding as their Eastern counterparts. No, they are not. I did manage a few photos, the best being this out of focus shot of the bird flying off a branch. Tick!
|Western Yellow Robin leaving the building|
|Double Lifer Selfie at the Western Yellow Robin spot|
Birds. Peace. Love. Earth. Laughter. Music.