Photography
is great for generating self challenges and my friend Carolyn has
become somewhat obsessed with tracking predatory birds and aiming for
that perfect shot. In an endeavour to assist her on her quest I admit
to developing a more than passing interest in the subject. Somewhat
serendipitously I was heading home to Laurieton the other day when the
most magnificent cloud bank materialised so I pulled into Northaven to
see what shots I could capture.
I was immediately distracted by observing a few small birds worrying what appeared to be a flying kite.
I
was approached by a friendy local who asked if I'd like him to set up a
shot. He admitted to spending over $40 a week on mince for the local
birds and his aim was to have them eventually feed from his hand. The
smaller birds he identified as speckled drongos and they were flying
towards him to catch the remnants of mince he threw.
Unfortunately
I only had my Powershot with me which is not perfect for capturing
action shots but I could hardly ignore the opportunity. I spent the next
two hours observing the kite circling, with intermittent sweeps down
towards the mince which my new friend had placed on top of a monument.
As
the kite approached the monument it lowered its legs akin to a plane
landing and once the mince was secure in its talons it transferred the
meat to its beak on the fly.
Another
bird appeared in the sky overhead and we initially thought they were
mates, however on closer inspection it appears to be a different bird
altogether. The photo is quite blurry as by now the setting sun was
creating glare but there is enough detail to see the birds are not the
same species. I have it on good authority that it is a Brahminy Kite.
All
good things must come to an end and with the end of the mince supplies,
both birds disappeared from view. The shots are grainy, but something
to share with Carolyn, and a record of an enjoyable afternoon.
This
feeding of the birds is a daily occurrence with my new acquaintance, so
I'm looking forward to returning with my DSLR and hopefully capturing
some interesting shots in the future.
As
for that cloud bank - I still had enough time to head towards Washouse
beach at Dunbogan to grab a shot as the last rays of colour festooned
the foreshore sand with a pearly pink glow.