Osprey on the tall post in the Carew River. I watched it preening for about half an hour and having a spectacular poop. This at least gave a better view of its legs, a rather distant view but no sign of leg rings. Otherwise normal shorebirds. By the time I'd walked up to the the Cresswell River and back, the osprey was gone, replaced by two crows jockeying for pole position (sorry).