Finding Yellow-tailed Black-cockatoos

To be honest, we were just out for the sun, and the afternoon walk.
We had taken the road to The Office, and it was still a quagmire.  But at least passable, so we pressed on. And just as well we did. As “Bernie” the Brown Falcon, and “Bernice” were on display in the paddocks.  I’d say that they definitely have family matters on the agenda, and it was nice to be able to see them sitting together, and do a few slow laps over the tree tops.  Not the usual fast cutting run of a falcon on a mission.

We ambled up to the mansion, and as we settled with the ducks, a Great Egret, and a cuppa of the good Earl of Grey, it I thought I heard the loud noises of some cockatoos in the distance.  And within a few minutes, several Yellow-tailed Black-cockatoos slipped through the trees.

And the noise level increased.
Gone were the ducks, egret, Earl, and EE and I.
This was too good to miss.  And by the time we arrived at the large old pines, around the Polo Field, there they were.  Perhaps as many as 50, all hard at work, nipping out branches, dropping pinecones and generally making a mess.  To hear pinecones dropping like rain from 30+metres is pretty worrying. As as I’d planned to park the i20 in that very area, my understanding of things insurance began to get a new lease on life.

We spent as it turns about an hour or more, and I used up two batteries on the Nikon 1 V1.   And had the chance to really put the CX70-300mm though its paces.  I’m writing up a Portfolio here on the birdsaspoetry, regarding the lens/camera combo, so it will be live some time soon.

In the meantime .
Enjoy