It is more than 20 years since I last visited Bool Lagoon, near Naracoorte. Then the main boardwalk crossed a watery expanse of marsh and ended at a hide that looked out at something like a lake. Last week the same walk crossed a dry paddock and no water (or waterbirds) could be seen from the hide. It seems strange that while recent rains have greened paddocks, freshened watercourses and filled farm dams, the larger water bodies (like Lake George) that only fill with sustained rainfall reflect an underlying dry cycle. However at Bool Lagoon you could still have distant views of hundreds of magpie-geese and whiskered terns, and at dusk I could just pick out a single Brolga. At night at least 2 Aust Bitterns punctuated the frog-sound with that curious cry, somewhere between a moo and a snort.
