One of the many joys of camping, is walking the dog. On the morning walk, we venture far from our camp – Mr R. looking for logs for the fire, and me trying not to trip over Vika while looking out for birds, Nikon D3000 slung over one shoulder. Our last two trips had the pleasure of our native koala. So, if I hadn’t been searching the tree-forks for koalas, I would never have spotted this pair of Tawny Frogmouths.
Such an odd-looking bird, and unrelated to owls.
I suppose when they woke, they were surprised to find themselves more exposed than they intended when perching before daylight. And yes, of course, I did spot a koala.
I usually leave the camera behind on the late afternoon walk, leaving my hands free to pick up kindling sticks. Nothing like relaxing by the fire, watching the sun go down.
What do you like best about camping?