Showing posts with label Cunnamulla. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cunnamulla. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 October 2021

Cunnamulla - Charlotte Plains

 25 - 28 October 2021

We went for a walk on the property before leaving Charleville, bound for Cunnamulla. We usually stay at Bowra Bird Sanctuary but it had closed for the season so we decided to give Charlotte Plains a try. Mick had spoken to some fellow bird photographers who recommended the Bore Camp so we booked 2 nights.

On our way south from Charleville we noticed a warning light had come on indicating a problem with the car's timing belt. Given that this particular item had (or should have) been replaced at the 150,000km service only 1000km ago, we were a little concerned. Once we arrived in Cunnamulla we headed to the local RACQ agent who, although unable to reset the warning, was able to reassure us that is was just a reminder that should have been reset at the service.

Happy that all was well with the car, we drove back to the park near the visitor centre for a picnic lunch. A quick look in the Visitor Information Centre and we were armed with some information about possible places to stay on our way west, we then headed east towards St George, before turning off for Charlotte Plains Station.

We made our way to the homestead where we checked in and chatted to owner Robyn, before driving back the way we had come to the Bore Head Camp ground. This open area is situated along the bore drain, with some shady trees, flushing toilets, hot showers and baths for soaking in the artesian water. Although rustic and basic, the amenities were clean and there was plenty of room to find a good spot in the campground.

Of course Mick spent much of the time trying to photograph the abundant birdlife. Fortunately the weather had improved and it was not as hot as the previous few days. A cool breeze contributed to a very pleasant afternoon.

The temperature dropped considerably overnight and the cool breeze made for a beautiful morning. We decided to sample the delights of an artesian bath mid-morning. Lying in the warm water watching and listening to the birds was a perfect way to relax.


We spent the rest of the day chasing the shade and doing what we enjoy - reading for me and photographing birds for Mick. There were other friendly birders here so lots of opportunity to compare notes. During the afternoon we decided on an extra night, giving us three here. We knew the forecast was for another really hot day after a couple of milder ones, but it would be the same no matter where we stayed.

A bird, the bush and a bore drain - how much better can it get?

Tuesday night wasn't as cool as Monday had been, but the temperature did still drop during the might. On Wednesday morning, Mick rose early to go down to a now favourite spot, and once again we luxuriated in a bore bath before smoko. The temperature continued to work it's way towards 40° and we really struggled in the heat. We found a bore bath in the shade during the afternoon. Filling it while the water was still relatively cool made it a pleasant soak and a relief from the heat.

The temperature kept rising through the afternoon making it very difficult to do anything except follow the shade. After dinner, when the bugs were out in force we soaked in a tub and marvelled at the stars and satellites above us. Thursday morning was shaping up to be another hot one, and with no internet access we were unable to check the forecast. We packed up in a leisurely fashion and made our way into Cunnamulla. We filled a gas bottle and then headed to the bakery cafe where we checked our messages and the all important weather forecast.

As much as we would have liked to visit a few camping spots as we made our way towards Thargomindah, the promise of 40 degrees and thunderstorms had us making the decision that it would be another cabin night.

Sunday, 6 October 2019

Lake Mungo Adventure - The Prelude - Townsville to Cobar




Kooroorinya Falls Nature Reserve
28 - 29 September 2019

Another adventure awaits. Talking with my sister one day, she told me of her plans for a trip to Lake Mungo in far western New South Wales. As this was a destination Mick and I had discussed a number of times, we invited ourselves to tag along. Fortunately this was perfectly fine with Bronwyn and John, as well as their other travelling companions, Michael and Tanya. And so the planning began. The timing was good for us – we would be back from a quick trip to see the kids in Tassie, with plenty of time to spare to get organised and packed. We would also have time to get back home before the weather became too hot to camp in Queensland.

Itineraries were drawn up and a meeting date was set. We decided on a week to get to our meeting point of Cobar, and then a couple of weeks as part of the group tour, then a few weeks to get home again. We wanted to revisit some favourite places as well as travel some new roads so we chose Kooroorinya Falls Nature Reserve for our first night away from home.

We set off on Saturday morning and drove through Charters Towers towards Prairie. We stopped for lunch at one of the Burra Range rest stops – the one near the entrance to White Mountain National Park has become a favourite. Turning off at Prairie, we continued on to Kooroorinya. The campground is on an old property where picnic races are still held annually. It is well set up with hot showers but no powered sites. The resident caretakers welcomed us and helped us choose a shady site for the night.

No falls when we were there but it would be great to see when the water is flowing.

Upstream. It was a short, pleasant stroll to the creek.
Downstream of Little Bondi Falls.
 Unfortunately there wasn’t much water in the creek so the falls weren’t flowing but there were still a few birds around having a drink. Our first problem for the trip (there are always a few) occurred shortly after our arrival when we discovered a gas leak. One of the gas bottle hoses had a hole in it. We had checked most things on the camper trailer, and had it serviced prior to our departure, but we hadn’t thought to check that. No gas meant no cooking so we were glad we had brought a piece of home cooked corned beef and some salad with us. We were also able to access a power point to make a cuppa so all was not lost, but it did mean we would have to move on in the morning.


Young Pale-headed Rosella waiting to drink from a leaking tap in the yards.
It was a quiet night, in a peaceful setting, then back on the road. We decided that we would have to stay in a town where we could get dinner at a pub and then hope we could replace the gas hose on Monday morning.

A bustard melts away into the long grass as we drive out in the morning.


Tambo
29 - 30 August 2019

We left Kooroorinya and drove to Muttaburra where we stopped for coffee. From there we it was on to Aramac where we stopped for lunch. There is a very small park adjacent to the council caravan park which has a covered picnic table and access to toilets.

In the middle of the day we stopped to photograph Australian Pratincoles but the light was harsh and they were very hard to approach.
We drove on down the Landsborough Highway and toyed with the idea of stopping in Barcaldine, but it was very hot so we decided to keep going. A check of Wikicamps showed that there was a caravan park in Tambo with a swimming pool, and a pub just across the road. We were sold!

We arrived during the rush hour, just behind a big group of caravanners – maybe everyone was looking to cool off with a dip in the pool. We were allocated a site and were set up in now time – the pool was very inviting and beautifully cool. We ventured over the road for a meal at the pub and settled in for quiet night. We weren’t expecting to have the gentle sounds of cattle lowing nearby throughout the night – a bit different to the constant barking of neighbourhood dogs we are used to at home, and much more relaxing.


Another Pale-headed Rosella in the caravan park.
We didn’t hang around long in the morning and set off for somewhere big enough to have a shop that would sell the required gas hose – maybe Charleville.


Cunnamulla
30 September – 1 October 2019

We left Tambo and continued along the Landsborough Highway through Augathella and on to the Mitchell Highway into Charleville. We have visited Charleville a couple of times so we knew where the best parking for us would be. We found a spot for the car and camper trailer and headed off in search of a new gas hose. It only took a few minutes to find the shop we needed – and with the assistance of the friendly and efficient staff member, the hose was replaced and we were back in business. Thanks Outback Spares - awesome service!

As it was still early (not even lunch time) we retired to a café for a coffee and to consider our next move. We decided it was too early in the day to stop but we were 2 days ahead of our scheduled stay at Bowra Bird Sanctuary. We called them to arrange to come in a day early. After lunch and a walk in the lovely Bicentennial Park on the outskirts of Charleville, we set off again with the idea of staying in a caravan park in Cunnamulla before heading in to Bowra in the morning.

We settled on the caravan park on the Warrego River and were pleasantly surprised to see there was some water in the river, which made it a very nice spot to spend the afternoon. Without far to go in the morning we had a leisurely pack up and went into town to pick up some supplies and have a coffee before heading to Bowra.

Female Black Honeyeater.


Bowra
1 – 4 October 2019

Bowra Wildlife Sanctuary is only about 20km out of Cunnamulla so we were there well before lunch time. It is run by volunteers on behalf of Australian Wildlife Conservancy. Visitors must call ahead and check in with the resident wardens. This was our third visit to Bowra, and as usual the current wardens were friendly, helpful and knowledgeable. We spent some time chatting with them before making our way to find a camp spot by the billabong. Most visitors are interested in birds, if not mad keen birdos, so there is always plenty of opportunity to compare notes.

At this time of year, there weren’t many visitors so we were able to snag the perfect spot with a view of the billabong and some shade. The down side was that this time there was a thick carpet of burrs and spiky vegetation, probably due to good rain early in the season. We did end up spending quite a bit of time pulling spiky things out of shoes, socks, clothing, feet and everything else they came into contact with.

Our view of the lagoon.
Red-kneed Dotterel
Yellow-billed Spoonbill
Major Mitchell's Cockatoo right in front of our camp by the lagoon.
White-browed Woodswallow male
White-browed Woodswallow female. In good numbers and breeding during our visit.
White-ewinged Triller male. These were also in good numbers around the lagoon.
In the nearby homestead dam I found a lone Pink-eared Duck as well as the usual grebes.
Australasian Grebe
On previous visits to Bowra we have spent some time driving the numerous tracks that criss cross the property. This time we spent most of our time by the billabong, with Mick making a couple of early morning excursions up to one of the dams. During the heat of the day we relaxed in the shade and enjoyed the peace and quiet.

This time at Bowra I had decided to concentrate on getting a good shot of Bourke's Parrots. My second priority was getting better shots of Blue Bonnets. Both species had frustrated my efforts in the past. Of course I would remain opportunistic and take advantage of whatever birds were around. Most of all, this time, I just wanted to enjoy being out there. 

On the first day I met Chris, a fellow bird photographer using similar gear to mine. He was much more enthusiastic and energetic than I had planned to be on this trip. Luckily some of his keenness rubbed off and I joined him on a couple of outings to the back dam. From about 6am to 9.30am we sat quietly by the water and shot a variety of birds coming in to drink. Lucky, I wouldn't have got my Bourke's shots if I hadn't joined Chris. Thanks you. Mick

The elusive Bourke's Parrots would appear sporadically, landing at the top of the bank then walking down to drink.
Bourke's Parrot
Bourke's Parrot
Major Mitchell's Cockatoo
Cockatiels took a long time to decide where to drink but eventually some landed in 'the zone'.
Diamond Doves
Mulga parrots
A pair of Galahs
A Spotted Bowerbird looking for a drink.
On our final day the forecast was for temperatures close to 40°C so we were glad to be heading off – but we also knew that we would be facing the heat wherever we ended up. We still had two nights until we had to be in Cobar so we considered our options and headed south towards Bourke.


Bourke
4 – 6 October 2019

We knew it was going to be hot and we watched the temperature rise as we headed south towards the Queensland – New South Wales border. We decided to escape the heat with a pub lunch in Engonnia before making our way to Bourke. With the temperature in the high 30’s and expected to stay there for the next few days, we chose the caravan park with a swimming pool, and checked into a cabin for two nights. You just can’t camp in a camper trailer in that sort of heat – unless you have no other option.

The pool was cool and the air conditioned cabin just what we needed for a couple of days of comparative luxury. We drove the short distance into town on Saturday to restock, refuel and have a look at what remains of the once mighty Darling River. It is hard to image, with the current drought conditions and government mismanagement of this precious resource, that this was once a thriving waterway with river ports along its length. So sad that it has come to this.

Darling River at Bourke.


Thursday, 30 August 2018

Bowra Sanctuary

Bowra Sanctuary – near Cunnamulla
27 – 30 August 2018

The Cunnamulla Fella, a character from a Stan Coster song made famous by Slim Dusty.


Our purpose for travel is (usually) so that Mick can photograph birds, so a return to Bowra was on the “must do” list. Run by volunteers, under the auspices of Birds Queensland and Australian Wildlife Conservancy, this sanctuary is becoming increasingly popular. Camping by the lagoon is peaceful and affords a relatively close-up encounter with many birds. There is also an extensive network of tracks which allow visitors to get to various parts of the property to possibly view a number of species.

We initially planned to stay two nights, but extended to three as we were lulled into the laid-back, relaxed and peaceful surroundings. Shame about the 4° overnights though! The days, however, hovered in the very pleasant mid-twenties. We spent each morning driving to birding hot-spots and the afternoons hanging out at camp by the lagoon. It really doesn’t get much better than that.

After three nights we made a leisurely departure from Bowra as Mick spent some time hoping to get a couple of special photos before we left. We eventually made our way into town – Cunnamulla – where we had coffee and did some grocery shopping, before a picnic lunch in the park, right near the statue of the “Cunnamulla Fella”, made famous in a Slim Dusty song.

This Red-browed Pardelote was beginning to make a nest burrow near the shower building.
Pooh experiences the drought.
View from our camp.
Our camp by the lagoon at Bowra.
Australasian Grebe
Australian Ringneck
Black-winged Stilt
Major Mitchell's Cockatoo.
Red-capped Robin
I mainly wished to visit Bowra to get a good shot of a Bourke's Parrot. These small, pastel coloured parrots generally drink before the sun rises and just after dark each night. This makes photographing them a difficult prospect. It is possible to find them feeding or roosting in the heat of the day and this is what I hoped to do. Unfortunately, the only ones I found during the day were chased away by a passing vehicle as I was trying to get close enough to get a shot. Mick


A Bourke's Parrot in the dark
Jacky Winter, very common.
Rufous Whistler
Spotted Bowerbird
Brown Goshawk with prey.
A male Red-rumped Parrot comes to drink.
Wallaby
Whistling Kite

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Bowra Bird Sanctuary - near Cunnamulla


25 - 29 April 

Birders focus on a beautiful Major Mitchell's Cockatoo as it contemplates a drink in the lagoon.
Bowra had been on Mick's "must do" list for some time, so it was an easy choice for a few days' camping. The property is only a few kilometres outside Cunnamulla (which was completely closed for Anzac Day). On arrival the caretakers provided maps and tips about the best birding spots. Roads loop all around the property so there would be lots for Mick to do. We selected a camp spot by the lagoon where there was lots of bird activity. Most visitors are birders so there was lots of information shared.

Chestnut-crowned Babbler close to camp.
A Red-kneed Dotterel only metres from our camp by the lagoon.
The facilities are basic but adequate and our camp spot by the lagoon was perfect. There are a number of other accommodation options including a cottage and rooms in the old shearers' quarters. A cold wind was blowing when we set up camp, but it died down overnight. 

We spent our time each day driving the many tracks in search of birds to photograph. In the evening, a "bird call" is held where visitors nominate the species (and numbers) they have identified during the day. Mick attended a couple of these get-togethers.

Blue Bonnets
Major Mitchell's Cockatoo
Mulga Parrots were seen regularly though not in great numbers.
Galah
On Monday we headed into Cunnamulla to stock up on supplies, refill the gas bottle and get cash. Cunnamulla isn't well serviced by banks and the ATM at the supermarket wasn't working (and they wouldn't do cash-out) but the lovely lady at the tyre centre (where we had the gas bottle refilled) directed us to the pub with an ATM. We decided on lunch "in town" so went to the Boulders Coffee Shop. Nice food, good, friendly service. 

Painted Honeyeater in the distance, a lifer for me.
Bowra is such a lovely and peaceful spot we decided to spend an extra day, making it four nights in total. Even though I'm not a bird watcher, I found it easy to enjoy the surrounds - and catch up on some reading.

Formerly a sheep station, Bowra is now an Australian Wildlife Conservancy property that allows members of the public to visit and stay for a reasonable fee. Ongoing work is being carried out to control or eradicate the many pest species that have become established here. We commonly saw feral cats, goats and pigs as well as evidence of cattle on our drives around the place. There are also lots of native animals.

An Echidna has a rest before resuming its quest for ants.
The birds I most wanted to see and hopefully photograph at Bowra were the Bourke's Parrot, Chestnut-breasted Quail-thrush and Hall's Babbler. Well... that didn't go well at all and I dipped on all of them. There were eighteen other birders visiting at the same time as us and most of them did manage to see two of these species. The Quail-thrush was staying completely hidden to the best of my knowledge. I'll just have to go back again.

Little Woodswallow.
Black-faced Woodswallow.
White-browed Woodswallow.
Striped Honeyeater
Southern Whiteface. Seen in a mixed flock of Thornbills.
On the positive side, there were plenty of birds and animals to see and appreciate in a very rugged, harsh and beautiful part of the country. Kangaroos and Emus roam the property in large numbers and it is essential to be vigilant while driving as they can burst from cover and shoot across the track without warning.

We sat by the cottage dam on a couple of afternoons in the hope of seeing Bourke's Parrots come in to drink. Lots of Spotted Bowerbirds, Galahs, Emus, Cockatoos and White-plumed Honeyeaters did come in but no Bourke's. What a great way to spend a couple of hours though, watching cautious animals and birds coming in to drink in the golden afternoon light, especially with a beer or two to settle the day's dust.

We saw hundreds of Emus on the property.

A Red Kangaroo bathed in the last light of the day.
A Spotted Bowerbird hears the camera clicking while about to bathe.

Most of our short stay was spent driving the network of roads through different vegetation types looking for bird movement. Once birds were spotted I would get out and investigate while Christie read her book. The rest of the time there was usually something to watch back at our camp on the edge of the lagoon, like Yellow-billed Spoonbills or passing raptors, a Glossy Ibis flew in one day.

Christie reading while I hunt Babblers.
Yellow-billed Spoonbill
Black-fronted Plover
A Zebra Finch is plucked and devoured by a Brown Goshawk in a tree beside the lagoon.
Thornbills were often encountered in country with low/medium scrub. For years I have put off trying to identify these tiny brown birds but decided to have a serious go this time. There are about five possible on the property. I've found the camera is a wonderful aid to identifying these difficult species. That's if you can get a decent shot of course.  My arms were often aching and weak from attempting to follow the perpetual motion of these tiny targets with my heavy gear but I came away with a few shots and IDs for the effort. Mick.

Red-capped Robins were encountered on most excursions.
Jacky Winter. There's no shortage of these at Bowra.
Hooded Robin
Common Bronzewing
Inland Thornbill
Yellow Thornbill
Chestnut-rumped Thornbill.
We finally set off on Wednesday morning headed for Charleville, but we did stop at the Boulders Coffee Shop to do some online work (gold coin donation to charity) and have a coffee. Great coffee and fast internet. Fabulous!