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After the huge storm yesterday evening and torrential rain we took overselves off for a family walk in the late morning along Scotchmans creek and around the Huntingdale wetlands to see what the aftermath looked like. Although the water in the creek was a little higher than usual it was mostly back down to normal levels, although the litter and flattened grass and vegetation showed how high over the surrounding ground it had come up last night. Amazingly there were small families of Chestnut teal[1] ducklings paddling around with their parents, I've no idea how any of the nesting waterbirds cope with 29mm of rain and the water level rising a metre or so! A family of Wood duck[2] with slightly larger ducklings out in the middle of the pond and some pairs of Black duck[3] dabbling around near the edges along with a Little pied cormorant[4] perched on a branch just above the water
Further along the path as we left the ponds behind I was suddenly smacked on the back of the head, some of the ubiquitously noisy Noisy miners[5] are more obstreperous than others and swoop and even hit people when they decide you're too close to their nests. Everyone had a good laugh that only I was targetted, none of the following walkers, nobody else in the family, and neither of the passing cyclists got anything more than a loud scolding
Then follow the path further upstream and into a more wooded area, the miners continue to call and scold, battling for supremacy with a number of Red wattlebirds[6], equally loudly chasing and calling back. Higher up and out of the battles are Magpies[7], Pied Currawongs[8] and Little Ravens[9] — although one of these looked surprisingly large — all calling and all sometimes visible, but not interacting as much
Retracing our steps back downstream the only difference was spotting a Grey butcherbird[10] on a branch right next to the path, calling away. As we stopped to watch it stopped calling, ruffled itself up and stared down into the grass below, then did a large poop and almost simultanously dived down to catch an insect on the ground — if the angles had been any different it would have looked to be retrieving its own poo
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