Crikey – Turn that bloody thing off…

Blue Winged Kookaburra, Bowthorne Station, Gulf Savannah Land

There is a lot to like about our island continent, Australia.

Beaches that are counted among the best in the world, the brilliant red colour of the Outback set against a rich blue sky.

Our unique wildlife, kangaroos bounding across wide open plains, koalas sleeping in a lonely gum tree, and even a crocodile here and there…

But don’t worry, I’m not writing an advertorial for our local tourism authority, besides, I think Australia does a good job of selling itself…

No, what I am writing about is the world’s best alarm clock.

There is no need to set it, it comes in a range of colours, and is mostly uniform in shape and size…

No snooze button on this model though…

It does not make the usual mind-numbing BEEP…BEEP…BEEP, or gently awaken you to the sound of your favourite music.

But it will awaken you to the sounds of jovial laughter, perhaps leaving you to wonder whether you are still in that bar you were going to leave before the stroke of midnight…

The Shed

As the first sign of light began to show in the eastern sky, I wiped the sleep from my eyes and headed for the shed, my predawn exercise workout beckoning.

And that alarm was still laughing, mocking me, seemingly taking pleasure that it had dislodged another from the dreamworld that we all try to hold onto for those extra few minutes.

Yep, natures alarm clock, Australia’s own Kookaburra – you’ve gotta love ‘em…

(The one pictured is an example of a Blue-Winged Kookaburra photographed by Janet, my partner, on Bowthorne Station in the Gulf Savannah of Northern Australia.)
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6 thoughts on “Crikey – Turn that bloody thing off…

  1. megadearth August 25, 2012 / 1:42 pm

    Ours are complete larrakins and, luckily for us (?), our weekday routine starts with theirs. They not only wake us up, they let us know if a storm is coming. We have a completely native front yard so nature is never too far away, I couldn’t imagine my life without them.

    I often wonder what became of the young Kooka who bravely swooped in for a steak at one of our BBQs. He clearly didn’t understand that it needed to be OFF the hotplate, poor thing. It was a flurry of feathers, a squawk like nothing else and a very frazzled, happy bird on our lamp post, beating this victory steak to death. So much personality!

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    • The Landy August 25, 2012 / 2:18 pm

      I think they are the best, even if they wake us up!!

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  2. skinnywench August 24, 2012 / 6:57 pm

    brings back memories of camping 🙂

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    • The Landy August 24, 2012 / 8:13 pm

      It must be the same the world over!!

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  3. Barbara Grandberg August 24, 2012 / 6:20 pm

    many years ago i was a volunteer at the hudson river rival…a folk singing, some folk dancing event that peet seeger puts on….i was on the kitchen crew had to be up at 3:00 a.m…..not bad for me except after partying with the performers and volunteers till 1:00 a.m., i did not apreciate the birds waking me up at 1:30 a.m :}

    enjoy your weekend….

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    • The Landy August 24, 2012 / 8:11 pm

      Yes, know that feeling!! Have a good one BG!!

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