When the tide is in, the sun is out and the shore birds have returned from their migration north, the morning walk becomes a feast for the eyes.
A koala sighting is pretty special. It’s even more so when the SECOND koala you see is in the mood for sitting for a photograph.
If not for the fact that I alerted some bike-riding visitors from Yorkshire to the first one (curled up and sleeping), I wouldn’t have known this one was about. One of the women kindly rode back to alert me to its presence.
In other morning walk news, there was a blue kingfisher on the shoreline quite a way out of good range. And the lorikeets are still feeding on the eucalypt blossoms.
There wasn’t too much activity on the incoming tide late this morning so I wandered up to an area of the wetlands where pairs of shore birds are gathering in these early days of Spring. There were curlews too, doing what they do best, laying low and camouflaged in the scrub. And this white-faced heron came a little closer than another pair I spotted. This shot gives a good sense of the colour of grasses near the mangroves at the moment.
On the way back home I dropped in again on Oyster Point and was rewarded by an egret on the hunt for fish.
The Black-winged Stilts are constants on the incoming tide at the moment. The closer in time that I arrive before a high tide, the closer in distance I get to the birds.
I’ve been contemplating why I’m going through this practice every day. It’s as much about the desire to improve the shot taking as it is for the exercise and fresh air. Every day I’m learning something new or having other things reaffirmed. It’s all about the light today. Mid-late afternoon. And for a change, these photos have absolutely no adjustments to exposure or effects added.
I’m noticing improvements in my ability to track birds in flight with the camera too. Practice, practice, practice, as they say.
I’ve been timing my coast walks close to high tide so it was after 2pm that I made today’s trek. The only shore birds evident were the usual suspects, these Black-winged Stilts. They were mostly intent on holding the same pose. As I was leaving, I caught sight of a Greater Egret wading around the mangroves.
I watched him catch two fish and then took a few unspectacular photographs from my vantage point.
For a while it was relatively calm on the shore line. The tide was coming in gently and every so often the birds jostled for new positions as they moved up a little more to take account of the changing water depths.
Then this backwash from a passing boat arrived. This is the moment when the godwits were figuring out that some kind of reaction was called for. You can almost see their minds ticking over.