Showing posts with label Wigeon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wigeon. Show all posts

Tuesday, 16 January 2018

A day out with the buoys

On the Saturday before last I took the boat to Brownsea for a rare winter landing trip. This is usually a great way to get close to waders in front of the hides, and in the days before Christmas, my old friend Hamish Murray, now Dorset Wildlife Trust's Conservation Officer, had been getting great photographs of the long-staying Stilt Sandpiper which had relocated there after extended stays at Lodmoor and Middlebere.
Great Northern Diver, Poole Park. Bonus points for naming the species of crab.
Great Northern Diver, Poole Park 
Unfortunately, on the day of my visit one of the pumps which manages the water levels had broken (pull your finger out, Hamish ;-), and the only waders on the unusually full lagoon were huddled way out on the islands in the middle. Compensation for this slight disappointment came in the form of plenty of good birds, a hunting Peregrine, the resident Red Squirrels and, best of all, the discovery of a Great Northern Diver crabbing the shallows in the unlikely location of Poole Park lake, which I had checked out before boarding the Brownsea boat. I was short of both time and light on that occasion, so I returned this Sunday for another look. It seemed that my luck had run out as park staff were collecting buoys from the Diver's favoured area, pushing it out to the centre of the lake.
Peregrine hunting on Brownsea lagoon, 6th June
Record shot of female Velvet Scoter south of Brownsea, 6th June
After scanning Holes Bay and finding it relatively empty, over a spot of lunch I decided on a change of scene and headed for Ferrybridge, a favourite area for birding at this time of year. I checked out Portland Harbour and photographed some distant Black-necked Grebes before heading for Chesil Cove, where Black Redstarts have proven photogenic in each of the last two winters. On arrival some passers-by suggested I look out for a whale or dolphin in the Cove which they had seen a few minutes earlier, and which they thought might be dragging a buoy from one of the many lobster pots in the area.
Red Squirrel, Brownsea Island
Red Fox, Holes Bay
I scanned the Cove and saw nothing, but looking further out I eventually picked up what looked like an orange buoy creating a bow wave as if being dragged through the water. Then at some considerable distance I saw a cetacean blow, and a small dorsal fin break the surface. It came up a couple more times and, bearing in mind my track record of not being able to identify things off the West Cliffs of Portland, I thought I had better take a photograph in the hope that would help.
Drake Wigeon, Holes Bay
Wigeon, Holes Bay
Within minutes a work colleague who volunteers for British Divers Marine Life Rescue arrived to follow up reports of a whale, suggesting that it had been seen by others before my arrival at the Cove. I checked my photos from which it was clearly a whale of some description while my colleague phoned an update to BDMLR based on what I had seen. We scanned some more but the whale did not resurface. I phoned Martin Cade at the Portland Bird Observatory to encourage him to keep a look out as the whale seemed to be heading broadly away from us and in the direction of the Bill. Sadly I did not see it again, and neither did Martin from a vantage point on the West Cliffs. By now the light was fading and I was still not quite sure what I had seen, but studying the photos through my inverted bins the shape of the dorsal fin started to remind me of the Humpback Whale I saw last February in Devon with Steve Smith. However, I lacked both the expertise and the reference material to be able to eliminate other species on the strength of that. On returning home and emailing the photos to various experts, however, my suspicions were confirmed when they positively identified it as a Humpback Whale.
Black-necked Grebe, Portland Harbour
Black-necked Grebe, Portland Harbour
With the identification confirmed, I posted some record shots on Twitter and, Twitter being Twitter, copped a bit of flack for not putting the news out sooner, based, I trust, on legitimate concern for the welfare of the whale. So for the record, I had the whale in view for just a few minutes, and within minutes of my sighting, BDMLR, who were exactly the people who needed to know about it should some kind of rescue mission be required, were on the scene having already heard the news from elsewhere. Given that the whale appeared to be heading strongly out to sea, and that the light was fading, there was not much more they or anyone else could have done to come to the whale's aid that afternoon.
Dark-bellied Brent Goose, Portland Harbour
Dark-bellied Brent Goose, Portland Harbour
I could perhaps, with hindsight, have got news out more quickly of a 'brief sighting of cetacean sp.' which, at that point, I could neither see nor identify - but if it's any comfort, anyone racing down to the Cove on the strength of that would have been disappointed. Anyway, let's hope it has freed itself and comes to no harm. There has been a lot of local media interest (best Q&A thus far - Interviewer: 'How big was it?'; me: 'Err, whale-sized?'.) and I asked the journalists I spoke to to give prominence to the marine conservation organisations like Marine Life and BDMLR who can give the best advice on reporting any future sightings. I am pleased to say most of them have done that thus far.
My distant record shot of the Humpback Whale - described (with some justification) by the breakfast DJ on Radio Solent as 'underwhelming' in photographic terms. A tad ungrateful though as I gave permission for him to use it on his website!
Black-tailed Godwit, Holes Bay

Sunday, 5 April 2015

Ducking

Garganey is our only summer migrant duck, arriving in small numbers from wintering quarters in Africa, and as well as one of the first spring migrants, it is also one of the most attractive. We had several at Swineham last year but none so far this, so news of one at nearby Longham Lakes saw me heading there yesterday. The bird, a handsome drake, hugged the edge of the South Lake, keeping company with a family of Mallard, the female of which tweaked his tail a couple of times when he got too close to her newly hatched ducklings.
Drake Garganey, Longham Lakes (#137)
I stayed with this bird for a couple of hours as it fed in lakeside vegetation
This one even does impressions: here, the Sydney Opera House...
...and here Mick Jagger
Eventually it did flush when a stoopid poodle type almost jumped on it...
...fortunately it did a circuit and gave a close flypast
A more intimate shot in the vegetation
It was feeding intently but remained alert to passing joggers and dogs
The Garganey was close enough to hear it's distinctive call which is likened to a finger being run across a comb - and a bit like a Ptarmigan being played at the wrong speed, I reckon. Probably the smartest duck of the week, and also the closest, but a good selection of commoner species at Abbotsbury were also pretty obliging during my visit on Good Friday.
Drake Pochard
Drake Shoveler
Drake Wigeon
Drake Teal



Monday, 2 March 2015

Starcross lover

As February turned into March, I too felt like a change. And so to Devon on Sunday, and Darts Farm, where a trio of Penduline Tits has been entertaining the locals since last December. I have written before about the fancy retail park to which this tiny RSPB reserve is attached. None of the facilities were open when I arrived shortly after 0800, and although I was first on site, there was no sign of the birds for almost an hour. Then a thinly whistled call gave one away and I quickly located it in the small reedbed in front of the hide. It performed royally feeding on reedmace and was eventually joined by a second bird. By now a small group had gathered and the Pendulines flew towards us and into a small tree at the edge of the reedbed. They proceeded to call, preen, pick insects from the blossom and generally show off unexpectedly well.

Having filled a memory card, I decided to leave them to it and push my luck for a few more photo ticks for the year, heading around the Exe Estuary, one of my favourite areas for birding, through Starcross and Cockwood down to Dawlish Warren. I should probably have quit while I was ahead: there was no Bonaparte's Gull at Dawlish despite taking a really posh Darts Farm freshly baked loaf of bread to tempt it in; there were no Cirl Buntings at Exminster, admittedly in a half-hearted search; and I even dipped on Dippers in Lyme Regis on the way home. So only a Linnet and a Greenshank were added to the photo list - but after the show put on by the Pendulines there can be no complaints.
Penduline Tit, Darts Farm RSPB, Devon (species #121 photographed in 2015)
This bird was being described my some on site as 'the male' but I'm not so sure. From what I've read, males ought to have a larger mask, more grey on the nape (this has a grey forehead which changes to grey brown just behind the eye), and often show rufous markings on the breast which are absent here...
..but then they are said to be difficult to sex
The bird then flew towards me into a tree - it looked almost out of place
Never quite got a perfect side profile but this came pretty close
The bird above was then joined by this one - not quite as well marked, and with a stronger wingbar - but still, I think, a female for the same reasons given above.
This one did a fair bit of preening
This is the first bird again
A small flock of Black-tailed Godwits were also at Darts Farm...
...along with Curlew and Wigeon
Linnet for the photo year list (#122)
This colour-ringed Brent Goose was one of a large flock near Starcross. I bet they call it 'Arfur' (R-4)
Greenshank in the tidal creek at Cockwood - often good for waders (#123)
Penduline Tit
Penduline Tit



Monday, 9 February 2015

Binge birding

Family visits and illness have prevented much birding getting done in recent weekends so I was overdue a binge this one, and spent most of Saturday and Sunday in the field. The justification for doing so on Saturday was provided by my long lost friend Nigel, down from London for the day, who contacted me out of the blue to say he was into birding now and wanted to see some raptors.
Little Egret, Holes Bay - several seen during our day out
Smew - present in Holes Bay first thing Saturday but not later when we completed our circuit of Poole Harbour
Spoonbill - a bit of a banker species - this fine adult was at Middlebere, another young bird was at Holes Bay
Eager to oblige, after a quick twirl around Holes Bay we headed off to Middlebere. Hen and Marsh Harrier, Kestrel and Buzzard were all in the bag after less than an hour so with raptor-lust thus satiated we continued around the harbour to notch up the usual fayre of Black-necked Grebes, Mediterranean Gulls, Purple Sands, Avocets and Spoonbills, most of these lifers for Nigel.
Dunnock: low hanging fruit for the photo year list (#74)
Greenfinch: ditto (#75)
A stunning drake Wigeon in Holes Bay
Apart from dipping on Dartford Warbler (a speciality of mine when friends visit, I blamed the cold, windy weather this time), Sparrowhawk (Nigel made a specific request, I had to explain they were tricky to produce on demand) and Smew (one was in Holes Bay in the morning when I did an early recce, but could not be found by the time we returned in the afternoon), most of what I hoped to lay on for my visitor duly appeared.
Marsh Harrier gave a close flypast at Middlebere
Marsh Harrier
Hen Harrier was not so obliging, but still good to see
Not that he was that bothered, and there is clearly a way to go before he has fully turned to the dark side. I assumed that, travelling from London for a day trip, he was getting pretty serious and looking to see as many species as possible that can't found in the environs of Forest Hill, salubrious though they are, to boost a burgeoning list and feed a growing obsession. But no, he was happy to see a Hen Harrier and the Spoonbill was an exotic bonus. A typical snippet of conversation:

Me: 'So the plain backed wader with the long straight bill is a Black-tailed Godwit, while the smaller one with red legs is a Redshank; not that one though that's a Spotted Redshank as it's paler grey with a finer bill and longer legs...'

Nige: 'I'm not sure I'll ever get the hang of these waterbirds. I'm pretty determined not to try'.

Me: 'You really haven't got the hang of this birdwatching thing yet, have you?'
Green Woodpecker, Studland (#76)
Mediterranean Gull, Studland
Purple Sandpiper, Sandbanks (#77)
So, as you can see, he's still far too well adjusted to be considered a proper obsessive, and I clearly have some work to do. Another visit is already being planned...As for this weekend's birding binge, that will continue into the next post.
Avocet. 'Nice and easy, Nige: black and white, upturned bill, same as on your RSPB Birdspotters Book' 
'Also nice and easy: Curlew, long de-curved bill, and speckly on the back.
Black-tailed Godwit (#78): 'A bit trickier this one - straight bill, plain back in winter, not to be confused with Bar-tailed Godwit, which has a similar bill but back more like a Curlew and...' Nige: 'Whatever.'