‘A terrific call! Just magic!’ These were the first words I heard early mornings at Lake Paluma, which I found quite amusing. I had a wee chuckle as they came as a little surprise.
Those words came from two enthusiastic bird sound recorders, who just recorded a clear sound of a ‘Rifle Bird’ calling out for his mate. I sat in the sun with a cup of coffee when I watched these two middle-aged men stalking the woods with XL microphones. I couldn’t agree more. The serenity up here is a haven for bird lovers. Low winds made the surroundings eerie quiet and bird sounds traveled a long way.
I met these two bird sounders yesterday afternoon on my arrival at Lake Paluma. I was somewhat surprised to see them along the lake shore, pointing their microphones in various directions. They were very passionate about their hobby, which is always great to see.
Back at Troopy, I had a surprise visitor while I was drinking my warming coffee in chilly, but sunny conditions. A single Yellow-Crested White Cockatoo landed in a tree not far from me.
He didn’t mind me and my camera at all and showed off his skills and colours in modeling fashion.
He seemed to be quite selective with his afternoon snack. He wiggled a few branches up and down.
He did enjoy the view and the sun rays just as much as I did. This alone made the long trip to Lake Paluma worth it.
I just couldn’t believe my luck. White cockatoos normally roam the the higher trees in smaller flocks. This one did exactly the opposite.
The forest on the eastern flank of this man made damn sheltered easterly winds and gave mirror reflections to a stunning sunset.
The waters were clear, yet a touch green due to composing vegetation and algae.
The setting sun rays lost their last strength of warmth as it got very cold, very quickly.
It was time to warm up inside troopy.
I was up before sunrise the next morning and set Maniyak up. These crisp early morning colours are not to be missed, no matter how cold it is. With a little luck, I might spot a platypus or even a cassowary, when I am gliding soundlessly over this lake. None of those animals were spotted, but it was still an incredible sight.
The calm, sun shadowed waters acted like a spotless, giant mirror across the lake. There was an immense feeling of serenity and peace at mind.
All kinds of bird songs echoed throughout the forest, some sounded more familiar then others.
The noisy calls from a block of white cockatoos could not be mistaken. They too were full of beans whilst collecting seeds.
I was in tune with nature. So much, that even my feet had the same temperature as the cold lake water. It was time to return. The early morning sun rays were greatly appreciated.