Twice a year, crows and ravens from afar descend on Lake Bathurst and the Morass, small semi-permanent lakes North of Bungendore.
Crows get bad press in sheep country – sometimes well deserved. Originally trapped and hunted, farmers soon learnt their mistake. The birds were feasting on grasshoppers – reduced numbers of crows and ravens led to plagues of grasshoppers.
Similar in appearance but only distantly related to crows and ravens, white winged Cough join the feast.
I was able to get quite close to the Morass - and found it a much more interesting body of water. It seemed to have far more wildlife on the lake - and there were beautiful reflections in the water.