A few days ago we left New Zealand and got on a three and a half hour plane flight to Queensland, Australia. The plane flight left at 7am, so we had to get up really early. The flight was uneventful; all we did was sleep. From the airport we got a rental car and set off to Kingaroy to get groceries and other supplies. When we got there it was really hot so we hurriedly got our supplies and drove to the Bunya Mountains. When we were in Australia about three years ago we stayed in the Bunya Mountains for three days and it was awesome, so my mom booked a five day stay there in a cabin called “Currawong.” (A currawong is a large black and white bird, kind of like a magpie, but with a black head.)
When we got to our cabin we started regretting the five day decision. We were thinking, “What in the world are we going to do here for five days, it's really hot? The last time we were here it was freezing and the nearest town is a hours drive away.” Little did we know what surprises lay ahead. After a hour or two of laying on the furniture in a hot house, I looked out the window to see three king parrots. Soon after, we had the parrots sitting on our arms and we were feeding them a variety of nuts that we had. So far, numerous times a day, many birds come to eat the nuts, fruits, and seeds that we have for them. Not only do the king parrots come, but also ravens, currawongs, magpies, crimson rosellas, brush turkeys and the occasional satin bowerbird. Also around the area that we are staying there are wallabies and kookaburras.
a male bowerbird
a bowerbirds bower
a scarlet rosella
a female king parrot
a male king parrot
One morning we went on a walk through the rainforest that covers most of the Bunya mountains. The walk was a 4 kilometer route on zigzagging dirt paths through the forest. The walk itself was cool. We saw a bowerbird's bower (nest) and around it was a collection of blue things like a mint mento wrapper, milk rings, soda caps, feathers, and just about anything else that was blue. What really ruined the day for us were the events that came afterward. We had just gotten back and my dad called for us to come look at something “cool.” What we ended up seeing was a tick attached to his leg, which wasn't at all “cool.” We then did a quick tick check on the rest of us. In the end, Maya had a tick attached to her hip, but after a lot of screaming the tick was off and squished. We also found a tick in the collar of her shirt and another in my clothing. By now the ticks are gone but we still shudder whenever we think of them.