Yesterday, nine intrepid birdos decided to ignore Saturday night's downpour and Sunday's dire forecast and headed for the Mitchell River National Park. At Angusvale the hilltops were shrouded in cloud and the river was dark and high, but we donned our wet gear headed off down the track.
|Bit of an ominous start|
|Dark and fast|
We ambled back to the vehicles, enjoying the sights, sounds and smells of the wet bush, and had our lunch.
After lunch the convoy headed back downstream to Glenaladale, hoping to spot a Peregrine Falcon at an old favourite site. A short stroll toward the cliff face rewarded us with some distant sightings of a pair of Dollarbirds, Black-faced Cuckkoo Shrikes and one or two others.
As we approached the cliff face we began scanning the rock ledges and were finally rewarded with the sighting of a single Peregrine chick who promptly told us what he thought of our presence when he hung his rear end over the edge and defecated!