No, we didn’t intercept a Million Paws Walk so will pause and be thankful for that. However, at 11:30 yesterday at McDermott Place we heard a muted snapping sound which
we traced to a Crested Shrike-Tit working its way along the peeling bark on a dead limb. Ten minutes later and 20 metres away, another similar sighting, possibly the same bird. Then, still in the area, a more robust snap-crackle brought us to a pair of Grey
Currawongs pulling bark from the trunk of a small dead eucalypt. Within moments they were chased away by swooping Pied Currawongs. Having spoilt their more genteel congeners’
petit dejeuner the pieds left the scene.
John Layton
Holt.
