Like captain Feilden (S.f., III.,p.26) I have found this a wild and wary bird, but unlike him, I have found it a singularly silent one; never to my knowledge have I ever heard it utter any sort of cry; probably it is only during the breeding season that it is noisy. Seated on some huge dead tree in a clearing it watches you approach apparently quite unconcerned till you are within a hundred yards or so, when it quietly flies off a couple of hundred yards and perches, and if you persistently follow it up, on reaching the end of the clearing it sometimes flies into the forest and reseats itself, but more often it flies away well out of shot over the top of the forest, and circling widely rapidly rises higher and higher until it is well out of range of even rifle shot.