With a touch of sunshine, and a free morning, EE and I decided it was time to followup on a lead we’d been given about the possibility of a Little Eagle’s nest along the Werribee River.
Now it was hardly an expedition that would rival Bourke and Wills, or even the great Major Thomas Mitchell. It was more likely the ‘expotition’ of Winnie the Pooh in search for the North Pole.
Still any day out with good weather, good company and a flask of the good Earl’s finest, was looking better than another locked down day in our four walls.
We set off to find that the access gate we were hoping to use was locked, and as Arlo Guthie sings, “With a big chain, and a lock and a sign saying “Closed for Covid”.” (Alice’s Restaurant)
So off to plan B. Not sure Bourke and Wills and certainly not Pooh Bear, ever had a plan B.
We parked and walked in. Well it was a sunny day.
And just as well, for to be honest. If there was a Little Eagle’s nest along the roadway I missed it. And if EE missed it, well, it wasn’t there. If it had been in Argentina, she would have spotted it anyway. It is a 6th Sense, or at least borders on some kind of extra-sensory perception.
However as we walked the track, what came to visit us was several squadrons of Black and Whistling Kites. First just a few but as quickly as we could count the numbers grew to about twenty five birds filling the sky.
Among some of the interest was a Black Kite that had a rabbit carcass tucked up, and was not giving it up for any of its ‘friends’.
And a bit of an aerial duel between some Black and Whistling Kites.
Next several Ravens decided that having so many free-loaders in their nesting area was not going to happen and another battle ensued.
A good day out for with some bonus Australian Hobby secrets discovered as well, but that is certainly for another post.