Yet another drive onward and we came to a different type of forest again, with much taller trees. A pair of dull robins turned out to be Jacky Winter, which certainly stood still, though because of a distracting Brown Treecreeper I didn't end up getting that good shots of them. Restless Flycatcher passed over and Hooded Robin, another of my long-awaited birds, appeared in the shade. Unlike the Jacky Winter they (2 males and a female) did not offer that good looks.
Along the road somewhere, we stopped off to search for thornbills. Both Yellow and Buff-rumped, the last two local thornbills I have yet to find, appeared here as did a few Weebill, which certainly made it difficult for me; I ended up getting more shots of Weebills then the two thornbills, and I wasn't even going for them having got them at Woodlands Historic Park a while back. A large flock of Noisy Friarbird also offered some better-ish views.
At Camp Road, a few Diamond Firetails shot overhead and landed in a distant tree and soon vanished, offering the poorest views of any bird on that day. Unfortuitously, as this was a lifer for me, I had chosen to keep the poor shots. A single Brown Quail also popped out of the undergrowth on a driveby. At the next glade Steve pulled up by a post about a metre away from my window. While Steve was looking out the opposite window I looked at this post to see an overwintering Rufous Songlark that had been perching there right in front of me, not even moving when the car had come by this close. Steve was pleased to say the least. Getting out of the car Steve pointed out a foreign call; a Chestnut-rumped Heathwren, which he remarked to be a very rare sight up in Kamarooka. A very brief glimpse was had before it disappeared without trace, despite the fact it was in a small bush right in the center of the woodland, and we were both on either side! Restless Flycatcher came in very close here as well and so did a lone Crested Shrike-tit, the latter being one of those birds you never get bored of seeing. Before we left here, we managed to locate an infamous Black-chinned Honeyeater. Steve noted that we were "Lucky to get this one" and I agreed.
Down Campbell Road a Wedge-tailed Eagle was flushed from the road. We stopped off here in attempt to pick up Tawny-crowned and White-fronted Honeyeater. Tawny-crowned soon showed briefly and White-fronted was possibly heard, but not much else. A bit further on Steve went back to get the car and as he came around the corner a flutter of wings was heard. "Brush Bronzewing" remarked Steve. As it happened I did not even see them from where I was standing. Before we left we had a look around the area and Steve ended up being mesmerized by the unique patterns in the rock, and I couldn't disagree with him. Before we left I took a picture of him and the car; he is convinced it makes him look fat!
The last road out, Steve stopped the car again having "heard something". Sure enough in the trees beside we located a juvenile Gilbert's Whistler, which is an elusive bird indeed. A bit further in a forest glade and we saw the sun begin to set. Ahead of us was a little puddle with numerous honeyeaters darting in and out, and a single Common Bronzewing sitting on a branch in the sunlight. "What would you rather be doing?" Steve asked. What a brilliant occasion to end the day.
On the drive home we counted our wins (no losses except White-fronted which could not be found) and discussed our findings.
The total was 81, 25 lifers and with an amazing 19 honeyeaters seen that day including:
Singing Honeyeater (Not a common bird here.)
Purple-gaped Honeyeater (A local speciality)
New Holland Honeyeater
Black-chinned Honeyeater ("Lucky to get this one," quote Steve)
Yellow-faced Honeyeater (Commonest bird around with White-eared)
White-fronted Honeyeater (Heard, not seen)
Yellow-tufted Honeyeater(Poorly seen)
Little Friarbird (Steve has never seen this bird in the region before)
Blue-faced Honeyeater (Very briefly seen; still remains on the wanted list)