My second trip to this island and I’d fully prepped my bag, as I was planning on staying overnight in the hopes of finding a kiwi. First saw
fanworm on the jetty as we departed, and then again, on the ferry, scanned for penguins and may’ve? Seen them, but those memories are such a blur that they won’t go on my lists, although I think? I saw a flock almost instantaneously dive, as well as a baby one that the ferry sped over…
Arriving again on the island, I won’t lie, the first day wasn’t all too eventful. Immediately heading south and staking out the crake pond where Chlidonias had seen his, and of course not getting any luck, though I did see a
blue damselfly(Can be confident of the id as they’re the only NZ damselflies which are blue). Although I still did see some nice things during the day, whilst walking one of the East Track/Lighthouse paths, I came upon the
takahe again! And this time it was a trio, two parents, and a fuzzy baby. I watched them for as long as they let me, which wasn’t all too long before the parents slinked off into the bushes, with the baby following soon after. Then walking another link-track I came upon my first new bird, a
skylark, high up in the air flashing its two white outer tail feathers as it let out a metallic trilling chorus, which rang out over the field. I’m happy with this experience, as this entire year I’ve been seeing what are almost definitely skylarks, yet I never see their face close, only a bird with two white tail feathers, before the fecker flies off. So seeing its distinctive display, as it soars high above, sunlight glistening off the silhouette makes me finally happy with adding it. Later on in the day, I decided to head up north, as apparently those ponds also had a good chance for spotless crake, which I regret doing. As not only was it a really annoying trek, with me accidentally walking in a circle, and just crossing quite boring terran, the ponds weren’t even that good! All the edges were way too far off to view, and no sign of crake. The only upsides were a few fernbirds, and whilst walking in a circle, coming across a few people doing
titipounamu banding! Thankfully I caught them just as they were ending, and so got to see the last one, a juvenile male as it was weighed and released back into the forest. (Will definitely revisit this spot next time!) Had probably my best encounter of the day as I was walking back through the Kawerau Track, where the sun was literally blotted out by the huge stands of trees, I glanced a different sort of yellow. A pair of male
hihi! The two were I believe having a territorial spat, chasing each other around, and giving their signature electric jolt of a call. Like lightning bolts, zooming through the forest in blurs of yellow, screeching at the top of their lungs, as if proclaiming their vigour Zeus himself.
Finally as the day started to draw to a close, it was time to hunt for the elusive kiwi, the hooting of ruru signalled the end of the day. But I was tired and I won’t lie quite pessimistic from how the day had gone, so I decided instead to walk on the road to try and get to the main area sooner and take a break. As I walked I heard loud rustling in the shrubbery beside me, thinking it’ll be nothing much, I shine my torch-light and find a goddamn
LITTLE SPOTTED KIWI!!! It had been probably only 10 minutes into the night, and already my target was sitting a mere metre away from me! I observed the bird, a small bundle of grey feathers with soft black speckling, before it eventually turned and scuttled off (very loudly!) back into the undergrowth. Returning to the lighthouse at a high, I refilled my water bottle and headed back out, netting my second lifer walking on one of the link tracks to the lighthouse (incidentally right next to where I saw my first skylark), a distinct owl silhouette, coming right for me! I was a bit concerned about what the
ruru was doing, but it seemed to be just a bit blind, realising I was walking on the path as well, it made a frenzied U-turn back into the trees. Where I tracked it back down, seeing its barred wings as it took off into the night sky. Already finding both birds, I went back down to the wattle track entrance, hoping to track down herps(tuatara and the 2 geckos that reside on the island) or the magnificent, wetapunga(giant weta). On the way I saw a few pateke foraging on the forest floor, which made me happy, as seeing and hearing so much about pateke being able to be found commonly in ponds and the like, shattered the fantasy I had of them being shy and elusive forest sulkers, like a kiwi but in duck form. So seeing at least a few of them rooting around in the leaf-litter made me quite happy. It took only around 10 minutes or so of searching, before coming across a massive female
WETAPUNGA! It was feasting on the shoot of a cabbage tree, and these insects truly are a sight to behold, a bit longer than your hand and many times heftier, with overlapping plates of exoskeleton, resembling that of a woodlouse or ancient roman armour.
I heard some loud rustling again, so thinking it could be another kiwi, I checked it out, to which it was. Unfortunately they only give you so much time before stomping off into the undergrowth, but I managed to with it forage for a bit, flipping an old nikau palm frond, and tentatively raising and lowering its bill. So finding my second!
kiwi for the night, I retired to sleep, although if I didn’t waste time on the northern ponds earlier in the day, I felt I would’ve still had more energy and would’ve been able to find at least a tuatara as well, but thats just another reason to come back
The next day was quite nice, a morning walk back down to the crake pond netted me a nice weevil which I rescued from a spider's cobweb (only to later find out it’s invasive..), as well as another takahe. Don’t remember exactly what happened, but didn’t find crake on my first visit, it was only my second (at around 8am?) where I finally found the bugger. I was simply scanning the pond, when to my left I suddenly saw it, the
spotless crake’s slaty ass and pink legs as it fled, which was of course not that good of a view. Thankfully after waiting 20 mins or so, my patience was rewarded with a marginally better view… I at least definitively saw the crake's silhouette/shape, but didn’t get to see its bright red eye, which is one of my favourite features on that bird. Eventually after a bit more waiting, I thought it re-emerged, yet it looked a bit smaller.. Zooming in with my binocs, it revealed a
fernbird, strangely enough scampering on open ground, as it was a nice bird I decided to end on an alright note, seeing a second one as I made my way out. Nothing much else happened over the day, tried for titipounamu along the wattle track, yet no dice. It was later on in the day, as it was getting closer to the ferry’s departure time, that I decided to sit at one of the water-troughs on the wattle track, already not having had the best of luck with these (only seeing the occasional tui show up), I sat down. And within seconds a goddamn
kokako comes, barrelling through the canopy, jumping onto the platform and hopping over to the trough. It seemingly lost all its dignity, like, imagine a disgruntled skrunkly jerboa, with a rat’s body, now transform it into an avian, and that’s what the kokako resembled. Regaining its normal elegant self after flying back into the canopy, I followed it as it had brought along a mate. For a glorious 5 minutes I watched these large bodied birds crash and hop around the canopy, feasting on the numerous fruiting trees and giving their soft ‘took’ calls to each other. As I made my way back to the ferry, I conversed with a few people there, who once again happened to be birders from the states! They’d reported they’d seen tuatara on the Hobb’s track, a mere 15 minutes away, but unfortunately the ferry was pulling in, so couldn’t try for them. Another couple also told me they saw two spotless crakes well directly at the wharf pond… But the ups and downs make for a fun story to tell, and I’m already itching for a re-visit.