No, I haven't got confused with Twitter, but it's another posting about birds!
We had hoped to spend more time using the extensive walking trails in Mallacoota this morning, but the day dawned breezy and overcast.
We decided to check out a trail starting close to our B&B but were cut short by the onset of a drizzle.
We did manage to take in several twitching treats though:
Pelican on (and off!) a post
Royal Spoonbills in a nest across the water
Eagle? Osprey?
Australian White Ibis
Plenty more too.
...he made his home in that fish's abdomen
Dave writes:
A great line from a song in a George Gershwin masterpiece Porgy and Bess which came back to me at the Killer Whale Museum at Eden.
Part of one wall related the story of James Bartley who in 1891 was apparently swallowed by a whale only to emerge alive 15 hours later as the animal was being cut up after being killed by local whalers.
His hair and body were white, he was delirious and remained so for a month but survived, working until his death 18 years later aged around 39.
However, looking at Wiki, as I suspected there are doubts ... or as the Gershwin song goes "it ain't necessarily so."
A little more credible is the apparent practice around the same era of rheumatism sufferers spending an hour or so in a dead whale's blubber.
Holes were pierced big enough for people to sit in and the effect was rather like a Turkish bath.
However, no photos to back it up, just an artist's impression.
By contrast the story of the killer whale known as "Old Tom" is at the heart of the museum, its skeleton dominating the ground floor.
Old Tom and his like "worked" in co-operation with local whalers by forcing smaller species of whale into their path.
Their reward once the prey was dead was the tongue and lips -a treat for the big boys who were happy to leave the carcass to the whalers.
Strange but true and when Old Tom's body was found floating offshore in 1930 it promoted the foundation of the museum we saw today.
Good to know of course that whaling is largely banned these days.
Dave writes:
A great line from a song in a George Gershwin masterpiece Porgy and Bess which came back to me at the Killer Whale Museum at Eden.
Part of one wall related the story of James Bartley who in 1891 was apparently swallowed by a whale only to emerge alive 15 hours later as the animal was being cut up after being killed by local whalers.
His hair and body were white, he was delirious and remained so for a month but survived, working until his death 18 years later aged around 39.
However, looking at Wiki, as I suspected there are doubts ... or as the Gershwin song goes "it ain't necessarily so."
A little more credible is the apparent practice around the same era of rheumatism sufferers spending an hour or so in a dead whale's blubber.
Holes were pierced big enough for people to sit in and the effect was rather like a Turkish bath.
However, no photos to back it up, just an artist's impression.
By contrast the story of the killer whale known as "Old Tom" is at the heart of the museum, its skeleton dominating the ground floor.
Old Tom and his like "worked" in co-operation with local whalers by forcing smaller species of whale into their path.
Their reward once the prey was dead was the tongue and lips -a treat for the big boys who were happy to leave the carcass to the whalers.
Strange but true and when Old Tom's body was found floating offshore in 1930 it promoted the foundation of the museum we saw today.
Good to know of course that whaling is largely banned these days.
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