This is Bald Rock. Serene. Scenic. Witness to mountain bike exercisers below and around it every day. And birders, on foot and bicycle.
Home to many Brown-backed Honeyeaters: juvenile above.
And Brown Honeyeaters - though not in the numbers elsewhere in the Town Common.
So peaceful (juvenile Peaceful Dove above). 1.7 kilometres from the Freshwater parking area, nearest point of legal motor vehicle use. Nobody living within about 4km. No need, obviously, to lock a bicycle left leaning against a tree while the rider goes birding. Right? Think again. Today, bike gone. And new foot pump. And new tube. And repair tools. And bug spray. Slow walk back to Troopy.
Possibly not crime of the year. But one can dream of chaining someone to Bald Rock. And having an eagle eat his liver. Just the once, mind. For eternity might be overdoing it.
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See! I just knew that you were just too nice for your own good!! and I like the idea about the eagle!!!
ReplyDeleteStole it from Zeus, who done it to Prometheus - for stealing fire and giving it to us (and haven't we done plenty with it, for good and ill). As to niceness, I fear others know me too well to ever agree with you. But thanks anyway.
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