As a gusty wind change was forecast for 1.00pm we planned to be up at the confluence to sit it out while we lunched.
Setting off at 10.10am we headed upstream and took various routes through the mangroves before crossing the river to sneak up behind the oyster leases.
Once past the campground we had the river to ourselves as we cruised up to the confluence. There we had a quick leg stretch before heading up Nutleys Creek.
No kingfishers today however we spotted two immature Sea Eagles flying down the creek and landing in a tree not far ahead. Fish spotting was the go today - as we disturbed heaps of schools on our journey up and down the creek.
A 1.8m high tide allowed us to venture far up the enchanting Nutleys Creek.
A bit of chaos as we made the turn to head back down the creek.
During lunch back at the confluence, we had the rare privilege of seeing a Pardalote fly in and out of its nest several times. Each time it flew in like a rocket, would stall at the last second, tuck it wings in tight and dive into the hole without landing.
Nest entrance
We set off back down river as the gusty winds of the change slackened off, being ably assisted by the now outgoing tide.
Back down river various routes were once again taken, some less hazardous than others. Regrouping, we paddled the last couple of kilometres, ending the outing at 3.25pm
at last we have decent footage of one. Usually it visits along with a flock of Red-browed Finches and other small birds, all of them flitting about, which makes it too hard to single out.
Bandicoot having a drink. In all the footage of bandicoots this is the first time one has been captured drinking.
A Wonga Pigeon showing us its behind
Not our garden visitor, another Lyrebird trips the camera
Bower Bird (f) and a better look at the White-browed Scrubwren and wait, it comes back again.
Spotted Pardalote,
I haven't seen a Spotted Pardalote since the late 2000's, so this is a special treat Here it is along with some Red-browed Finches, a Thornbill (can't tell which one) and a couple of White Naped Honeyeaters.
Noisy Friarbird, another first and
one that is unlikely to win any beauty contests
One of my favourites, a Yellow Robin
The bandicoot again
A kangaroo joey on an adventure out of the pouch
An Australian Raven bathing - me thinks we need a bigger pond.
Hope you are enjoying these glimpses of our local wildlife.
First up we have a vid of the appropriately named Yellow Rumped Thornbill
Kanga with pouch joey
Eastern Whipbird
Eastern Grey Kangaroo with pouch joey.
Fox - a prolific killer of Australian wildlife :( :(
E.G. Kangaroo joey having a foray out of the pouch
And another
This is exciting - a bandicoot and her two babies.
Bandicoots are easy prey for feral foxes and cats so it especially heartening to see some babies
Lewins Honeyeater and Superb Lyrebird
More of the Lyrebird. This particular Lyrebird has been wreaking havoc in the neighbour's garden beds. It has been estimated that a single Lyrebird will displace and turn over approx. 330 tonnes of leaf litter and soil each year. And while waiting for the kettle to boil for the first cup of tea, we've often had the pleasure of watching him work along the edge of the lawn where the leaf litter builds up, raking away in search of worms, centipedes and other invertebrates.
Wow, this is baby time in the world of macropods, there are little heads popping out of pouches all over the place as you will see.
So let's get started.
Unusual, two Swamp Wallabies, solitary except when mating, visit the pond at the same time.
Two Swampies video
First glimpse of a Red Neck Wallaby's joey
A Swampie and joey
Little birds bathing: Yellow Robin, Brown Headed Honeyeaters and Red Browed Finches
Scarlet Robin
Another joey, this an Eastern Grey Kangaroo
The bandicoot finds a tasty morsel
Two Red Necks at the pond
The dratted rat - where is an owl when you want one!
It really is a rabbit :(
Two Choughs, part of a large family group of a dozen or more.
Swamp Wallaby Joey performing pouch gymnastics with a bandicoot lurking in the background
And here comes the bandicoot
Male Superb Blue Wren. I think I've mentioned it already; prior to the bushfire in October last year we had at least three extended wren families living in the garden. Since the fire we have only seen 2 jennies on their own and this lone male. Hope they meet up soon.
Here he is again along with some Silver Eyes. Silver Eyes are seasonal visitors and by the date this is published most have moved on and only the odd loner has been caught on the trail cam.
That's it. You Tube has changed its policy and will only let me upload 10 vids a day.
Sadly, the rest of the CKC were unavailable so only L and I rolled out of bed early for a lovely little saunter around Cuttagee this morning.
As we launched at 8.45am I snapped this pic. The phone camera couldn't cope being pointed into the sun but I quite like the result.
At Cuttagee bridge we grounded out upon the huge amount of sand that had been washed under the bridge during the two weeks of southerly swells a month or so ago.
Finally, a very bad pic of the elusive heron that has been eluding my camera on our last few paddles of Cuttagee. A Striated Heron, I think.
10.45am and it was time for a leg stretch and a spot of droning,
After packing up I took to the water at 11.40am and L stayed behind to 'drone' me as I paddled down the lagoon into a head breeze that had sprung up.
L having joined me we paddled back out onto a now choppy lake. So it was steady paddling until we turned down the strait. Here we spotted a very wary Sea Eagle, I'm guessing - the markings are unusual - eating a fish.
At 12.45 we pulled in; four hours out on the water having done much to revive our spirits.
The 10.59am high tide allowed, with a bit of careful planning, a short paddle followed by lunch at the Tathra pub.
We met up on the south side of the bridge and as we were all early we took to the water at 9.10am, well ahead of schedule.
Firstly we headed over to the entrance where we lingered a little checking out the swirling waters, cliffs and birds before setting off up river.
Once under the bridge the colder than forecast head breeze had us paddling steadily for the next 4kms or so which was when the bleatings for morning tea began. After a bit of discussion we found a sheltered spot and at 10.40 were heaving ourselves out of the kayaks.
As we warmed up with hot coffee or tea the cloud cover cleared and the sun was greatly appreciated. We nattered away happily until someone called for a time check. 50 minutes had flown by and it was time to pack up and relaunch as we had only 45 mins to paddle the remaining 3.7kms to meet up with G at 12.15pm.
G, who was joining us for lunch, left his car at the bridge and picked up the LC and drove it around to meet us at Blackfellows boat ramp. The timing was perfect, as L paddled up to the boat ramp, G arrived. Whilst we unpacked the boats G took off the trailer and then drove V back to collect her car. Meanwhile we loaded 3 boats onto the trailer. We were halfway through changing when G&V returned. By the time we'd changed and hooked up the trailer S&V had their boats loaded and we were ready to head for the pub with plenty of time for a long, leisurely and enjoyable lunch. No whale sightings but as we ate we did get to watch a Sea Eagle soaring in lazy circles over the headland. Magic.
The blue tracks indicate we we split up to take different routes.
OMG - what was forecast as a good paddling day developed, as all childless cat ladies would agree, into a purrfect day to be out on the water.
Brogo Dam was the destination.
The aim; to launch by 10.00am with stops for morning tea at the old camping area in Nelson's Bay and lunch where we camped in 2017 before returning to the boat ramp around 2.00-2.30pm - a 10km in all - leaving us plenty of time to get into Bega to buy more sheep pellets.
Step one went according to plan - we started paddling around 10.
Jesse had told us to watch out for deer sign, he didn't say anything about pigs and this, to me, looks very much like a pig wallow.
So glorious was the day the plan started to fray. Morning tea, at 11.00am, was at the paddlable limit of Nelson Creek,
with birdsong and the burbling of water for background sound.
Lunch, at 1.20pm, was up the Brogo River (the river having not been part of the plan).
After lunch, while L flew the drone some of JD's childless cat ladies, very happy with their lot in life, tho' not that of the world, paddled on up the crystal clear river to the rapid.
Returning to our lunch spot we found L all packed up and taking to the water so we continued poddling back down the river. Around 3.00pm the warmth of this glorious winter's day quickly faded, I stopped filming and for the next hour and a quarter we paddled at our top sustainable speed back to the boat ramp.
At 4.15pm, back where we'd begun having paddled 6.2kms further than originally intended.
By the time were packed up and had the boats loaded it was too late to get into Bega so the sheep have to wait for another few days for their favourite pellets.
I haven't talked much about the wonderful day we had as L's video tells it better than I ever could
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