After our stay at Gundabooka it was off to Brewarrina, where we found a camp site next to the Barwon River about six kilometres from town. It was a lovely spot with the constant sounds of a variety of birds always evident in the background.
This flycatcher lived up to its name, constantly flitting over the water, snapping up insects in mid-air.
Stalking along the banks of the river was one of our larger species of water birds, along with a couple of others of the same family, all intent on a spot of fishing.
|White-necked Heron, Great Egret & White-faced Heron|
A soft trilling call in the trees near our van alerted me to the movements of this White-bellied Cuckoo-shrike. It was a dark phase bird, the first time I had seen this form of a species I don't often find, probably because of its quiet and unassuming nature.
|Barwon River at sunset|
In the waning light of the setting sun I was able to capture this kingfisher watching for that last bit of tucker before retiring for the evening.
Large flocks of Cockatiels (or Quarrions, derived from the Aboriginal - guwarrayin) were ever present in the nearby croplands. I love seeing these elegant and smallest members of the cockatoo family wheeling through the air, with their plaintive calls of "weero" accompanying every flight.
The bird list for our camp site and the close surrounding area came to about fifty species including Barking Owl, which we heard but failed to locate.
Cheers & Happy Birding