Trip report, outback South Australia & Queensland July 5 - 19, 2010
Hi Birding-Aus Birdos
I have just returned from an incredible two weeks in outback South
Oz and
Queensland with my twitcher son Tait. We started in Adelaide in my
faithful
old Paj, up the Birdsville Track, then on to Mt Isa, across to
Kingfisher
Park via Normanton and Georgetown, then to Townsville, zigzagging
across
inland Queensland and finally, down the Strzelecki Track and back to
Adelaide. All up 5500km. Best of all, incident free - apart from one
shredded tyre on the Strzelecki, a smashed windscreen near
Georgetown and
smacking a roo in the middle of Queensland - other than that,
incident free.
The main reason for the trip was to witness the transformation of
the arid
zone by the two years of well above average rainfall and to pick up
a few
niggling inland species which had so far proved hard to find. This
year
would of course afford the best opportunity to see them with
recruitment of
populations probable after the rains.
Highlights for me were seeing five species of grasswren in three
days and
the breathtaking abundance of life in the otherwise arid outback. I
have to
say it was spectacular and worth the effort if you can do it.
Day 1, July 5.
We kicked off driving straight up to Mt Lyndhurst to visit the famous
Chestnut Breasted Whiteface sites at the two gates and rusty car.
It was
bitterly cold and the sun was low in the sky by the time we started
but
nevertheless still managed good sightings of Thick-billed
Grasswrens, Rufous
Fieldwren, along with enormous parties of White-winged Fairywrens
with up to
four or five fully coloured males in the group. Zebra Finches were
also here
in numbers and were to be our constant companions everywhere we
went in the
inland areas. No CBWF however.
Day 2, July 6.
After an easy night at the shearers quarters at Mt Lyndhurst we
headed back
to the rusty car and put in a concerted effort on the CBWF. I have
already
been to this location several times before but no cigar on the
CBWF. We
searched high and low and wide all round the little rocky hills
near the
mine and actually did locate a small party of CBWF but they were
too far off
to identify with surety. We did see all the usual suspects, such as
Cinnamon
Quail Thrush, Chirruping Wedgebills, Thick-billed Grasswrens,
Little Crow,
Spiny Cheeked HE, Emu and the other common species but the
Whiteface eluded
us. I had read a report on the net concerning a survey of the CBFW
which
indicated the best place to look was actually about 500 metres
north of the
rusty car. Half-heartedly we poked around the low vegetation in the
area and
as I followed a White-winged Fairywren stumbled upon a party of six
or seven
CBWF which sat obliging on top of the acacia shrubs and we were
able watch
them for some time. Brilliant. The relief was palpable and my life
as a
South Oz birdo had gained new meaning and consequence - pathetic I
know -
but what can you do?
As we returned to the vehicle another group of similarly desperate
souls
drove in, their anxious faces etched with the hours of wasted time
spent
searching for these elusive birds. Fortunately as an experienced
observer of
these rare birds I was able to magnanimously point them in the right
direction with a serene and detached benevolence. As they scampered
off in
the direction of the CBWF stepping on the heads of Grasswrens and
Quail
Thrush on the way I could only shake my head at the sad plight of
the poor
unfortunate souls who, unlike my good self, had yet to attain the
proper
kind of spiritual growth required to look upon such rare beauty.
The serenity didn't last long however as we headed north up the
Birdsville
track where we hoped to encounter the Eyrean Grasswren - another
nemesis
bird which back in 2008 had me hopelessly running like a obsessed
fool all
over the sparsely clad sand hills with no good outcome. The further
north we
headed the more obvious the transformation of the country became.
Enormous
temporary wetlands and flocks of budgies, cockatiel and finches
became the
norm. We even saw Brolgas out of their normal range at Dulkaninna
Station
near the HS.
When we arrived at the swollen Cooper Creek we sat in the queue for
the punt
for three hours. I assumed that all the traffic must be other
birders out
and about to look for grasswrens like ourselves. But apparently
most of them
were sailors or friends of sailors here for a regatta on the Cooper
just
downstream. Anyway we spent the time birding around the river and
backwaters
and observed shed-loads of Grey Teal, Hardhead Ducks, Coots, Swans,
Native
Hens, Pelicans, Hoary-headed Grebe, Silver Gulls, Gull-billed
Terns, and all
the usual bush birds as well.
Day 3, July 7.
Next morning we passed into the dune country and at the first
decent lump
went for a quick scrounge to see if we could turn up a grasswren.
The dunes
were in stunning form. The cane grass was green and vital and the
other
plants all urgent with growth and colour. On the way over to the
dune I was
fortunate to jag a small party of Banded Whiteface, a tick for me
and a nice
bonus. No grasswrens here so we pressed on to Mungeranie Roadhouse.
Incidentally an excellent camping site with a permanent wetland and
some
acacia trees for shelter. Nice.
After a short rest we tooled around the wetland for awhile spotting
plenty
of White-necked Heron, Rufus Night Heron, Great and Little Egret
along with
the usual water birds you might expect. The dunes just south of the
roadhouse however were even more verdant. Around a kilometre south we
discovered a veritable wonderland of life. Swirling flocks of
Budgies, and
Crimson and Orange Chats attended us everywhere. Again huge parties of
White-winged Wrens up to twenty strong were commonly encountered
and Pied
HE, White-winged Trillers, Brown and Rufous Songlarks, Fairy and Tree
Martins, and Black-faced Woodswallow were also numerous. The plant
life was
equally vivid with colour. Bit annoying really as it all served to
divert
out attention from the task at hand of finding Eyrean Grasswrens. Came
across a fat happy dingo, doubtless full of fat unhappy birds.
Anyway we did
eventually find a family of grasswren but they did the usual
grasswren thing
and led us on a merry chase til they gave us the slip a hundred
metres on.
No worry as we just kept walking and stumbled upon another party of
grasswrens which this time gave us sustained clear views. After
that the
swirling clouds of pretty little birds seemed quite nice really.
Ah. the
serenity. On the way back ended up seeing the first party of Eyrean
Grasswren again but they knew the game was up, so sat out in the
open in
full sunlight without the smallest care in the world.
Buoyed by our success we pressed on to our next conquest of seeing the
elusive Grey Grasswren. We figured that the lignum swamps common
further up
the track would be in good shape and that the Grey Grasswren
populations
might be in similarly good shape. Late on the third day we found
our way to
a venue somewhere on the Goyder Lagoon, the exact location escapes
me as I
write but whatever the case it was hard to believe we were a thousand
kilometres from the sea in the middle of a desert. The swamp was an
oasis of
life brimming with all kinds of birds. Unbelievably we had hardly
begun
walking when we found our first party of Greys not even in the
lignum but in
the surrounding cane grass. It soon became apparent that the
grasswren were
actually concentrated on the edge of the swamp and we even found
them in
acacia shrubs surrounded by gibber at one point. All I had read and
heard
about Grey Grasswren did not prepare me for this. In all we came
across at
least four distinct parties of Grey Grasswrens and had continuous
crippling
views of them. At one point I cornered one in a small shrub and
eventually
pressed by face into the foliage and came eyeball to eyeball with the
stubborn creature. Too good to be true. Also saw Spotted Harrier,
three
Flock Bronzewings and sixteen Inland Dotterel in the area too.
Day 4, July 8.
Next day we headed toward the border and found ourselves driving
through
vast wetlands that stretched from horizon to horizon. All three
species of
Ibis, Gull-billed terns, Royal and Yellow-billed Spoonbills, Pink-
eared
Ducks, Red-necked Avocets, Red-kneed Dotterel, Black-Fronted
Dotterel and
thousands of Australian Pratincole, and even more Black-tailed
Native Hen
were all over the muddy margins. We also saw huge flocks of Flock
Bronzewings numbering thousands off in the distance. What is the
collective
term for Flock Bronzewings I wonder? Seems ridiculously
tautological saying:
"flock of Flock Bronzewings." Anyway people ought to be flocking to
see
flocks of Flock Bronzewings I think.
Immediately over the border we came across a group of Bustards walking
across the road and these were to be the first of many we would
encounter
over the next two days. From here on the road became a slithering
sliding
mess and the journey to Bedourie took us over three hours to traverse.
Nevertheless the roadside birding was spectacular. It was a strange
thing to
see swamp harriers in plenty hawking over gibber plains. If the Swamp
Harriers could organise themselves they could take over the world
under
current circumstances.
The sand hills up near Bedourie were stunning and we would have
liked to
have spent more time there but we wanted to be in Mt Isa the next
day to
have a crack at the two grasswren species there. Too slushy
underfoot to
camp so we had a comfortable night in the Bedourie pub before
heading off to
Mt Isa.
Day 5, July 9.
Headed off toward Boulia. Nothing special to report along the road
other
than the frequent sightings of Bustards, and another huge flock of
Flock
Bronzewings near a bore. Can't imagine why they needed a bore to
slake their
thirst. Also spied plenty of Red-backed Kingfishers and Spinifex
Pigeons in
the region.
We came across some enormous swarms of locusts in this region. Not the
plague locusts more common down south but some sort of bigger, car-
denting,
monster version of the locust. Not one of these robots splattered
on the
windscreen. They were just too big and solid.
As we approached Mt Isa on the main road from Boulia in the middle
afternoon
we stopped in at the well known Kalkadoon Grasswren site at Sybella
Creek. A
top venue and reminiscent of the Kakadu sandstone plateau. No
grasswrens
sighted here but did see some Red-winged Parrots, Grey-headed and
Grey-fronted Honeyeaters and Variegated Fairywren, Rainbowbirds,
Striated
Pardalote and Red-backed Kingfisher. A little further down the road we
stopped in at Mica Creek and headed off to the right and up a very
steep
gully to a peak looking out toward Mt Isa. We headed over the peak
to try to
get back down to the main creek and unexpectedly flushed a Kalkadoon
Grasswren near the top of the hill. It sat obligingly in a tree
giving us
good binocular vision and gave a loud alarm call before weaving
back to the
valley floor where it joined the rest of its party. For the next
hour we
stumbled along the rickety rubble on the ridiculously steep slopes
and every
now and again one of the Kalkadoon Grasswrens would sit up just
long enough
to let us see the essential features. This was stunt-birding at its
best.
Nice; but life threatening.
It was good to have the Kalkadoon under the belt so we could
concentrate on
finding the Carpentarian Grasswren the next day. We found one of those
wonderful free camping sites so common in Queensland only a handful of
kilometres from the turnoff to the well known Carpentarian
Grasswren site.
Day 6, July 10.
Next morning we broke camp early and headed off. Along the way we were
distracted by what looked like a Black-tailed Treecreeper but
failed to find
it but flushed a Spinifexbird instead which was a nice bonus.
Using the
handheld GPS we soon pulled up at the famous site and set ourselves
for a
gruelling day-long search based on the reports posted on Birding-
Aus. We had
been spectacularly lucky with the grasswrens so far on this trip
and surely
our luck would wear thin. Within minutes of trudging into the bush
however
we heard the unmistakable call of a grasswren - behind us! Turning
back to
near where the Paj was parked we soon discovered a party of
Carpentarian
Grasswrens on the graded roadside which gave easy and sustained views.
Unbelievable! In fact of all the grasswrens these were the loudest and
easiest to follow. We stayed with them for some time as they slowly
worked
back along the creek. Two other birders turned up while we were
there and
Tait met them to direct them to where I was watching the birds.
Makes you
realise how powerful the Birding-Aus information can be as 'Geoff from
Armidale' and his wife joined the fray sporting some serious camera
gear.
Incidentally Geoff from Armidale if you did get a photo of the
birds I would
love to get a copy of one of them.
We left them to it and on the way back to the main highway stopped at
another likely looking venue where we saw Little Button Quail, Crested
Bellbird, Red-backed Fairywren, and another Spinifexbird. The rest
of the
day was spent travelling til sunset almost to Normanton. Large
groups of up
to twenty Apostlebirds were regularly seen on the way along with a
bunch of
other tropical bush birds including an Olive-backed Oriole.
Day 7, July 11.
Next morning we dropped into Normanton where I Sarus a Crane. See
what I did
there? Comedy gold. Incidentally Normanton has got to be the worst
planned
town (apart from Canberra of course) in Australia. Random shops and
petrol
outlets kilometres apart with no one shop having everything one
might need.
Made us tour the town and maybe that is the plan. Another gruelling
day of
driving with a quick stop in at Cumberland Dam where Magpie Geese,
Jacanas,
Green Pygmy Geese, Yellow, Blue-faced and Rufous-throated Honeyeater,
Plumed Whistling and Wandering Duck, Restless Flycatchers, Blue-winged
Kookaburras, and Double Barred Finches were to be had. Eventually
we made it
to Atherton in the night.
Day 8, July 12.
We made any early start and decided to drop into Lake Eacham for a
quick
look. In grassland just out of Atherton I finally had my first view
of a
Buff-Banded Rail a bird I always assumed I would blunder into one
day and
that day was this day. We also saw a couple of Tawney Grassbirds here.
Anyway after circumnavigating the lake we had added substantially
to our
list. A Pied Monarch being the pick of the bunch and a tick for me.
Afterward we headed up to Kingfisher Park. This was my first visit
to the
park and it is a must-see for any serious birder. Hosts Keith and
Lindsay
Fisher are very much in step with all the comings and goings of the
local
wildlife and have the postal addresses and daily itinerary of many
of the
hard-to-get tropical bird species. Keith put us onto the resident
Papuan
Frogmouth. In comparison a Tawney Frogmouth looks like it is wearing a
bright orange safety vest. The spotlighting tour of the park that
night was
fascinating and revealed not only nocturnal birds but mammals and
reptiles
and frogs as well. We drove to the top of Mt Lewis that afternoon ever
hopeful of a Golden Bowerbird but it was cold and wet and generally
dark up
top and we saw very little. Bower's Shrike Thrush was nice and a
few other
bits and pieces more readily available at KFP.
We were exhausted to be honest and realised we had pushed too hard
and too
far to really take in the possibilities of the region and decided
that a
full blown assault at another time might be a better idea.
Nevertheless we
did what we could and decided to take a more laid back approach and
simply
enjoy the time. Who could ever tire of looking at or listening to a
Yellow-breasted Boatbill?
Day 9, July 13.
Slept in. Needed some nuclear powered coffee to get going today but by
middle of the afternoon was rearing to go. Really wanted to see a
Squatter
Pigeon and had hoped to pick them up on the way but missed them.
Lindsay
told us of a small dam out in the dry woodland country up north
just past Mt
Carbine where Squatter Pigeons are regularly seen. We staked out
the dam in
the late afternoon and waited. A succession of interesting birds
came in for
a drink including Pale-headed Rosellas, Galahs, Corellas, various
Honey-eaters, Double-barred Finches, Black-throated Finches, and most
curious of all the melanota subspecies of the Brown Treecreeper. No
Squatter
Pigeons though.
Day 10, July 14.
Early morning walk near KFP saw an adult Metallic Starling, apparently
unusual at this time of year. Broke camp and drove toward Ingham to
visit
friends. Stopped off briefly in Cairns Botanic Gardens and picked
up Black
Butcherbird, Drongo, Figbird and Yellow Oriole to name a few.
Rolled into
Ingham and stayed with friends.
Day 11, July 15
Down to Townsville stopping in at Paluma on the way. Nice trip up the
mountain where we had heard that Golden Bowerbird might be had. We
walked a
few of the tracks but again it was cold and quiet. In fact on one
walk we
saw a total of three birds. Not three species - three birds. Very
unusual.
King Parrots and White-cheeked Honeyeater common enough here.
Once in Townsville decided to put a few kilometres between the
coast and
ourselves and ended up camped near Winton. As a matter of interest
the road
between Hughenden and Winton is not interesting. And watch out for
the roos
there were loads of them here and all bent on bending your vehicle.
One of
then attempted to suicide on the front of the Paj but fortunately
slowed
down enough to only give it a spanking and lost a driving light.
Day 12, July 16.
Dropped into the Bladensburg National Park in the morning in an
attempt to
find a Rufous-crowned Emu-wren. Beautiful place and we wandered
through
hectares of likely looking Spinifex to no avail. The grass was
swarming with
locusts which made birding almost impossible. Nevertheless a place
I would
like to visit again sometime. There were however plenty of White-
browed
Woodswallow, Jacky Winter, Spinifex Pigeon, Weebill and Inland
Thornbill.
The road south was closed due to heavy rain so we drove to
Longreach then
down toward Jundah. Right on Sunset came across another of the free
camping
sites which was one of the best camping sites I have ever had the
pleasure
of staying in. Set atop a rocky bluff overlooking magnificent acacia
woodland interspersed with Spinifex and to top it off; a brilliant
sunset.
Day 13, July 17
Bright and early I headed down into the woodland below for a bit of
a squiz
and decided that I would take the pressure off and just enjoy the
bush and
the familiar birds and sort of saunter around in a relaxed way.
Naturally I
kind of hoped that I might stumble upon a stray grasswren or emu
wren in the
Spinifex or perhaps a random Night Parrot or two. Nothing big, just
wanted
to amuse myself is all. Eventually I stumbled into a loose
coalition of a
dozen different species as you do in the arid bush. Red-capped
Robins, Mulga
Parrots, Ringnecks, Singing Honey Eater, Hooded Robin, Rufous
Whistler,
Crested Bllbird, Inland Thornbill, Weebill and best of all a party of
Chestnut Breasted Quail Thrush, an unexpected tick for me. Upon
returning to
the camp I pointed Tait in the direction of the sighting and had
breakfast
while he attempted to twitch the QTs.
An hour later he returned but had not seen the QT but as a consolation
happened upon Hall's Babbler and Bourke's Parrot. Both these would
be lifers
for me. Damn! There goes the serenity! Back down the hill and into
the fray.
We wandered around for some time before finally coming across another
coalition of birds and I did see the Hall's Babblers which are
really quite
distinct from the White-browed when seen in the flesh. But Tait
dipped on
the CBQT and I on the Bourke's Parrot. Tait had been to Bowra the year
previous and said this venue was like Bowra only better. I have not
been to
Bowra so cannot comment but that was his opinion. Happy to pass on
location
details to anyone interested.
Later that day we continued our journey through the Welford
National Park
which was a mixed bag of red sand dunes and open woodland. It was
brimming
with life like the other inland venues we had already visited and
covered in
wild flowers and birds. We found more Hall's Babblers here and
nearby Tawney
Crowed Babblers as well.
Along the Diamantina road we happened upon a group of Chestnut
Quail thrush
and late in the day I spotted some odd looking parrots landing in a
tree.
They turned out to be Bourke's, five in all that flew down next to
the road
to feed on the verge. No field guide or photo can do justice to the
subtle
and delicate colours and nature of these exceptional birds. Really
quite a
treat in the dying rays of last light.
Day 13, July 18,
We wanted to get back into South Oz via Innamincka but were unsure
of road
conditions as it was pretty obvious that a serious amount of rain
had fallen
in the region. We headed hopefully into Eromanga where local
intelligence
informed us that all the roads were almost certainly cut and that
only death
and suffering awaited us followed by maniacal laughter.
Oddly enough I have found that most residents of remote locations
seem to
take some kind of perverse pleasure in passing on vastly exaggerated
prognostications on the probable hideous and disfiguring death you
will soon
endure if you drive through, camp at, walk near, look at or even
think about
any given locality best known to the resident population. I have
found the
best source of information is the local caravan park. The grey nomad
subculture in particular is really very open and friendly and they
are way
more than happy to help out. There are hundreds, probably even
multiple
thousands of people out there in this particular group who carry
state of
the art recovery gear, tyre repair paraphernalia, hospital grade
first aid
kits and military standard communications devices who are driving
around the
outback hoping, praying and searching for someone to use their
stuff on. For
them lost, dying, desperate people in disastrous situations are the
stuff of
dreams. Their entire existence is validated when they can finally
use the
gear they have spent thousands of dollars to purchase. The day will
come
when a fight will break out between rival good Samaritans - mark my
words.
Anyway the news was good so we pressed on.
At a river crossing we spied a small flock of Flock Bronzies drop
to the
ground only a few hundred metres form the road. We really wanted to
see them
up close so decided to walk out on the flood plain after them. The
whole
place was alive with various birds and we were constantly flushing
Songlarks, Pipits, and unidentified Quail on the way. Eventually we
flushed
the Flockies and watched weal about at close quarters.
We made it to Innamincka by night fall after an obligatory visit to
the site
of the 'Dig Tree.' Rereading the tragic story of Bourke and Wills
was quite
incredible. How could you starve to death in a place like this?
Freshwater
mussels, yabbies and fish in plenty. Bustards and other edible birds
everywhere and offers of help from the Aboriginal people. Speaking
of birds
I have never seen so many Rufous Night Herons anywhere as we saw
all along
the Cooper Creek.
We had a miserable night in Innamincka mainly due to the boggy clay
in the
camping area. Pretty sure I heard a Barking Owl calling which is a
bit of a
rarity in South Oz. But to see it would have involved snorkelling
through
mud.
Day 14, July 19
Camping is fun. But after two weeks it is not fun. We were planning on
camping down the Strez at Montecolina but we were covered in mud,
unshaven,
mad hair and wild eyes. And by now Tait was beginning to stink. So
we began
to warm to the idea of driving the full 1100 kms to Adealide in a
single
day. 1100 doesn't sound like much but the track was pretty messed
up and
rutted and in may parts covered by water. But the thought of a warm
shower
and home cooked food gave us wings.
Speaking of wings Tait really wanted to see a Letter Winged Kite
and I knew
a site where Steve Potter and I had seen them in 2008. Steve had
recently
revisited them there and they were still around. The country along
the track
was similar to the Birdsville with vast wetlands and waterbirds in
vast
numbers, the dunes were lush with vegetation and the gibber plains
knee deep
in cover.
We stopped in at the LWK site and it was pretty much as I remember
it except
for the mud and vegetation. The kites were there however and after
they flew
over and inspected us they settled down in their roosting tree,
Plenty of
other raptors at this site as well, Black Kites, Brown falcon, Brown
Goshawk, Spotted Harrier and Nankeen Kestrel.
Plenty of Banded Lapwing along the track and conspicuous in the
absence were
the White-backed Swallow which are normally abundant here. Strange.
Rest of the trip uneventful, just had to avoid being forced into a
shelter
as a vagrant in Pt Augusta. All up 227 species. For me 17 new
Aussie ticks
and some great memories. Do yourself a favour and get out there if
you can.
Cheers
David Kowalick
Trip List
1) Emu
2) Australian Brush-turkey
3) Orange footed Scrubfowl
4) Stubble Quail
5) Magpie Goose
6) Plumed Whistling-Duck
7) Wandering Whistling-Duck
8) Black Swan
9) Radjah Shelduck
10) Australian Wood Duck
11) Green Pygmy Goose
12) Pacific Black Duck
13) Grey Teal
14) Pink-eared Duck
15) Hardhead
16) Australasian Grebe
17) Hoary headed Grebe
18) Darter
19) Little Pied Cormorant
20) Pied Cormorant
21) Little Black Cormorant
22) Great Cormorant
23) White faced Heron
24) Little Egret
25) White-necked Heron
26) Great Egret
27) Cattle Egret
28) Striated Heron
29) Nankeen Night Heron
30) Glossy Ibis
31) Australian White Ibis
32) Straw necked Ibis
33) Royal Spoonbill
34) Yellow billed Spoonbill
35) Black necked Stork
36) Osprey
37) Black shouldered Kite
38) Letter winged Kite
39) Black Kite
40) Whistling Kite
41) Brahminy Kite
42) White bellied Sea Eagle
43) Spotted Harrier
44) Marsh Harrier
45) Brown Goshawk
46) Wedge tailed Eagle
47) Little Eagle
48) Brown Falcon
49) Nankeen Kestrel
50) Sarus Crane*
51) Brolga
52) Buff banded Rail*
53) Purple Swamphen
54) Dusky Moorhen
55) Black tailed Native hen
56) Eurasian Coot
57) Australian Bustard
58) Little Button quail
59) Comb crested Jacana
60) Bush Stone-curlew
61) Black winged Stilt
62) Red necked Avocet
63) Red capped Plover
64) Inland Dotterel
65) Black fronted Dotterel
66) Red kneed Dotterel
67) Banded Lapwing
68) Masked Lapwing
69) Australian Pratincole
70) Silver Gull
71) Gull billed Tern
72) Caspian Tern
73) Roseate Tern
74) Rock Dove
75) Spotted Turtle Dove
76) Brown Cuckoo Dove
77) Emerald Dove
78) Common Bronzewing
79) Flock Bronzewing
80) Crested Pigeon
81) Spinifex Pigeon
82) Diamond Dove
83) Peaceful Dove
84) Bar shouldered Dove
85) Wompoo Fruit Dove
86) Topknot Pigeon
87) Red tailed Black Cockatoo
88) Galah
89) Little Corella
90) Sulphur crested Cockatoo
91) Cockatiel
92) Rainbow Lorikeet
93) Scaly breasted Lorikeet
94) Varied Lorikeet
95) Australian King-Parrot
96) Red winged Parrot
97) Pale headed Rosella
98) Australian Ringneck
99) Blue Bonnet
100) Swift Parrot
101) Red rumped Parrot
102) Mulga Parrot
103) Budgerigar
104) Bourke's Parrot *
105) Horsfield's Bronze Cuckoo
106) Shining Bronze Cuckoo
107) Southern Boobook
108) Barn Owl
109) Papuan Frogmouth*
110) Spotted Nightjar
111) Australian Owlet nightjar
112) White rumped Swiftlet
113) Azure Kingfisher
114) Laughing Kookaburra
115) Blue winged Kookaburra
116) Forest Kingfisher
117) Red backed Kingfisher
118) Sacred Kingfisher
119) Rainbow Bee eater
120) White throated Treecreeper
121) Brown Treecreeper
122) Variegated Fairy wren
123) White winged Fairy wren
124) Red backed Fairy wren
125) Grey Grasswren*
126) Carpentarian Grasswren*
127) Eyrean Grasswren*
128) Thick billed Grasswren
129) Kalkadoon Grasswren*
130) Striated Pardalote
131) Yellow throated Scrubwren
132) Atherton Scrubwren
133) Large billed Scrubwren
134) Rufous Fieldwren
135) Weebill
136) Brown Gerygone
137) Inland Thornbill
138) Chestnut breasted Whiteface*
139) Banded Whiteface*
140) Red Wattlebird
141) Spiny cheeked Honeyeater
142) Silver crowned Friarbird
143) Little Friarbird
144) Blue faced Honeyeater
145) Yellow throated Miner
146) Macleay's Honeyeater
147) Lewin's Honeyeater
148) Yellow spotted Honeyeater
149) Graceful Honeyeater
150) Bridled Honeyeater*
151) Singing Honeyeater
152) Yellow Honeyeater
153) Grey headed Honeyeater
154) Grey fronted Honeyeater
155) White plumed Honeyeater
156) White throated Honeyeater
157) Brown Honeyeater
158) White cheeked Honeyeater
159) Rufous throated Honeyeater
160) Pied Honeyeater
161) Dusky Honeyeater
162) Crimson Chat
163) Orange Chat
164) White fronted Chat
165) Jacky Winter
166) Red capped Robin
167) Hooded Robin
168) Pale yellow Robin
169) Grey headed Robin
170) Hall's Babbler*
171) Chestnut crowned Babbler
172) Eastern Whipbird
173) Chirruping Wedgebill
174) Cinnamon Quail thrush
175) Chestnut breasted Quail thrush*
176) Crested Bellbird
177) Rufous Whistler
178) Little Shrike thrush
179) Bower's Shrike thrush*
180) Grey Shrike thrush
181) Yellow breasted Boatbill
182) Spectacled Monarch
183) Pied Monarch*
184) Restless Flycatcher
185) Magpie-lark
186) Rufous Fantail
187) Grey Fantail
188) Willie Wagtail
189) Spangled Drongo
190) Black faced Cuckoo shrike
191) White winged Triller
192) Yellow Oriole
193) Olive backed Oriole
194) Figbird
195) White breasted Woodswallow
196) White browed Woodswallow
197) Black faced Woodswallow
198) Black Butcherbird
199) Pied Butcherbird
200) Australian Magpie
201) Pied Currawong
202) Victoria's Riflebird
203) Australian Raven
204) Little Crow
205) Torresian Crow
206) Apostlebird
207) Great Bowerbird
208) Richard's Pipit
209) House Sparrow
210) Zebra Finch
211) Double-barred Finch
212) Black throated Finch*
213) Crimson Finch
214) Red browed Finch
215) Chestnut-breasted Mannikin
216) Mistletoebird
217) Welcome Swallow
218) Tree Martin
219) Fairy Martin
220) Tawny Grassbird
221) Little Grassbird
222) Spinifexbird*
223) Rufous Songlark
224) Brown Songlark
225) Silvereye
226) Metallic Starling
227) Common Myna
* - ticks
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