I saw it on a branch, which it took off from heading my way, flying very close to my head. It was flying to a perch. It stayed on the branch, calling for a little while before taking off to fly once again in my direction. It then flew for a third time in my direction, this time swooping at me. It was swooping me because it probably thought I was too close to where it may have had a nest. I could, by this time, hear a second Goshawk calling from in a thicket of trees. Incidentally, the Goshawk was often perched above the Weebills nest but made no move at them. While it was calling at me, two Yellow-rumped Thornbills came towards the commotion. The Goshawk even looked directly at one of them but made no move to target it. I decided I had better move.