Saturday, November 05, 2005

Snettisham wader roost



The high-tide wader roost at Snettisham is famous, and rightly so. Time your visit right and you can enjoy the spectacle of thousands of waders flying closer and closer to you, chased by the waters of the Wash.



The weather conditions this morning were good... sunny and not too windy, although it was plenty cold enough for me. So when the flocks of Knot and Bar-tailed Godwit turned in the air, they positively shimmered, looking grey-brown one second and sparkling white the next.







Eventually, the flocks gathered close to the shore (and the hide) to rest, forming tightly-packed groups - Knot in the middle, Bar-tailed Godwits around the edge, Oystercatchers quite separate.

The noise made by the birds was just as amazing as the sight they made. I thought I could hear a distant train rushing by, at one point, but realised it was the cries of the waders and their wings beating through the air.







A close-up Little Egret also provided some entertainment on the walk back.

photos taken with Nikon Coolpix 995 + Leica Apo Televid 62 with 16x eyepiece

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Skegness


For about the first time this autumn, the wind had turned easterly, so I thought it might be a good idea to visit the coast. Most people in this neck of the woods automatically head for Norfolk, but I fancied something different.

Inspired by the Further Adventures of Kevin Du Rose (who always has rarities coming to eat out of his hand while he's sitting on Skegness seafront, or something like that), we left for Lincolnshire early-ish on Saturday morning.

After a wander around Skegness itself (the dunes and scrubby bits, rather than the amusement arcades and other delights), it was evident that there was some Serious Migration going on. A Brambling wheezed overhead while a couple of Lesser Redpolls... 'chipped' (or whatever it is they do) and dozens of Redwings seeped in.

[I had a great bacon sandwich, as well...]



However, we didn't find many Goldcrests and birds on the deck generally seemed to be around in small numbers. Time to head to Gibraltar Point. On arriving in the car-park, we heard that a Ring Ouzel had been trapped and was going to be released at the observatory [which isn't really as grand as it sounds; it's a small, dark concrete shed].


A pretty nice bird, which called obligingly as it was released.

More walking around through the dunes and along the beach. Redwings were calling all the time, literally having just come in from the continent. Some dropped into the buckthorn immediately as they made landfall, while other stayed in flocks of 30-40 and went further inland. They were easily audible but not always easy to see - they looked more like clusters of midges some of the time, they were so high up.

That's the overriding memory of the day for me - the Redwings coming in.



However, this unusual 'installation' was also of interest... I've no idea what's going on, but possibly someone hung a piece of lost property on the dead tree once upon a time, and now it sports a range of gloves and assorted footwear.

[Another pic of it here, on www.geograph.co.uk, an interesting site...]


Everything's A-OK.

A variety of stuff from the hides:

Grey Plover


Redshank


Lesser Black-backed Gull munching on local crab


Curlew

So, what happened to the rarities, you may ask? Don't ask me. Despite a few hours working the Plantation hard - very hard indeed- we even struggled to find many Goldcrests. Never mind a Yellow-browed Warbler, which was what I really wanted, or a Firecrest.

Another day...

photos taken with Nikon Coolpix 995 + Leica Apo Televid 62 with 16x eyepiece

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Bugs


Shieldbug


Common Darter


Migrant Hawker


Feathered Gothic

photos taken with Nikon Coolpix 995

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Dunge

Another RSPB reserve 'tick' for me. Went daaaahn saaaaahf to Dungeness with the same crew as last weekend in search of... well, migrants, I suppose. We were greeted by a Wheatear on the roof of the toilet block and there were shed-loads of Yellow Wagtails calling overhead.

But otherwise, finding birds took a little more hard work. Bramble-bush-watching found us Whitethroat, Blackcap, Sedge and Willow Warblers, while scanning across a field picked up a distant Whinchat. OK, so they're not exactly top-drawer rarities, but it felt really good to be getting onto birds that we wouldn't have with just a casual glance here and there.

Hooray for birding!





The Marsh Frogs on the reserve were, I suppose, a UK amphibian tick for me. One of the pools was filled with them in a variety of different sizes. That hadn't gone unnoticed by a Grass Snake, which was wending its way through the water and had its eye on Marsh Froglets for lunch. Though we didn't see any actual action, it was fascinating to watch.




Migrant Hawker

frog photos taken with Nikon Coolpix 995 + Leica Apo Televid 62 with 16x eyepiece. Dragonflies with Nikon Coolpix 995