








First a little about the site. This site is only accessible by water so I kayak over to it to do the count. Crab Creek is at the southern end of the town of Tin Can Bay. The creek is bordered by mangroves which make an almost solid wall on both sides. On the south side of the creek behind the mangroves the area opens out into a large shallow area of water and then behind this again an area of sandbanks and saltmarsh. During the winter the site is seldom used by migratory waders but in the summer we have counted over a thousand birds here. Right now the saltmarsh plants look dark and dried up. (This is where Red-capped Plover are usually seen.)
The only ones showing any color are the Suaeda Australis. (I hope this name is right – this is how it has been identified for me.)
Yesterday the first indication I had that there were waders was the sound of Eastern Curlew. They were well hidden on a sandbank among some small mangroves. I did not want to disturb them so did not go too close but unfortunately one sighted me and then they were all off.
There was a small group of Bar-tailed Godwit which were sleeping and didn't disturb.
Pacific Golden Plover looked at me but stayed where they were. One still had splotchy black patches – the remnants of breeding plumage.
Whimbrel were further back and too far for good photos. I also saw Red-capped Plover, Pied Oystercatchers, Masked Lapwing, White Ibis, Little Pied Cormorant, and a Little Egret. To make a great finish to the day this Osprey was sitting on a dead branch next to a nest. I could not see anything in the nest but I do not think that the gentle noises the bird was making were for my benefit!

Talk about “the best laid plans”.... I had planned to kayak to a favorite shorebird roost but I just do not enjoy this kind of weather while out on the water. So instead I decided to organize my photos from the last few days and post a few of the Cooloola Airport. What a grand title for a very simple affair! I am sure there are other places like this in small towns all around Australia – but it still feels a bit incongruous when confronted with the reality after following the very proper looking signs! This is the airport hanger. Sometimes there are as many as three small planes parked there waiting for their owners.
This is the airport runway - a grass runway in an open space in the bush
Right now the tracks leading to and from the runway are edged with flowers. Several varieties of yellow pea flowers (which I won't even attempt to ID) edge the track and sweet smelling Leucopogon is set back under the taller trees.
Yellow wattle (Acacia hubbardiana I think) overhangs the track.
The grass is everywhere starred with white milkmaids (Burchardia umbellata)
The airport is certainly not the biggest or best that one could see, but the landscaping - which owes nothing at all to those who planned and developed the airport - is definitely fantastic!

There were the usual large numbers of Crested Terns on the sandbanks, and coming and going from the open ocean.
We did not see the Beach Stone-curlews this time. However, it was not a very high tide and there were lots of sand banks exposed even on the high tide so they could have been anywhere.
There were still lots of Double-banded Plovers – most in close to full breeding plumage.
I got good views of Bar-tailed Godwits with some interesting feather moult occurring.
There were lots of Red-capped Plovers and I got good close views of a male and a female.
The highlight of the day was finding a Pied Oystercatcher nesting. I had been walking along the edge of the sandbank that council closed from October to March when a Pied Oystercatcher flew up from the grass just in front of me. I stopped and looked at the area it had come from and there was the nest just in front of me. I did not go closer but took several photos at full zoom on the camera. Then I backed off a good way and watched. Pretty soon the adult came back but watched me very suspiciously as it walked slowly back to where the nest was. We have asked the Ranger, who also helps with the survey, to keep a watch out for the birds. There are so many raptors patrolling the river that there is no guarantee that the eggs will even hatch – let alone that the adults will successfully raise young – but we hope so!





