Showing posts with label Osprey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Osprey. Show all posts

Saturday, 17 August 2019

Mallorca day 2, part 2: into the swamp

After the early start at Formentor we returned to the apartment to cool off in the pool. With the rest of the family planning a late afternoon siesta, I was free to make my first visit to the renowned S'Albufera marsh, a 20 minute drive from our base in Port de Pollenca. Heavy traffic on the popular coast road extended this a bit but I located a reasonably close parking place and headed into this mother of all swamps with high expectations.
Purple Swamphen (or Gallinule) at S'Albufera from Sa Roca hide
Striking plumage colours were revealed by the evening light
To get to the reserve information centre from the road requires a 1 km walk along a straight track, the latter part of which rises onto a boardwalk alongside which the vocalisations from various herons could be heard and occasional glimpses snatched of the sources of these exotic sounds. Most were Little Egret but among them were Cattle Egret, Night Heron and Squacco Heron - and all this before getting to the information centre to seek a permit! When I got there it was closed anyway so, following the advice of the Hearl guide book about not waiting for the erratic opening hours to pan out, I didn't hang around before exploring further.
Adult Black-winged Stilt from Sa Roca hide
Juvenile Black-winged Stilt from Sa Roca hide
The first hide I entered was presumably a new one as it didn't appear in my old guide book, or indeed on any of the reserve maps, but was reached via a short track just south of the information centre. It can be seen on Google maps as the most easterly hide in the vicinity of the visitor centre, overlooking the main lagoon to the south. It was something of a showcase hide - a well-appointed structure with, most important of all, stacks of birds just outside.
Adult Black-crowned Night Heron from the Observation Deck immediately north of the information centre, looking back east down the canal - a ditch of diversity holding at least four breeding species of heron 
Juvenile Black-crowned Night Heron from the information centre
Among the numerous Little and Cattle Egret seen from this hide were good numbers of Little Ringed Plover and, more exotically, Black-winged Stilt and Glossy Ibis. Most eye-catching of all though were several Purple Swamphen - a species which is flourishing at S'Albufera following a successful reintroduction scheme in the 1990s.
Adult Squacco Heron from Observation Tower on Cami d'Enmig
Juvenile Squacco Heron from the boardwalk near the information centre
Not being much of an international traveller, like quite a few other birds seen on this trip, my only previous sighting of Purple Swamphen had been in the UK (I twitched the first British one with Marcus Lawson and Jol Mitchell at Minsmere in 2016). The Minsmere bird chose a similar habitat to those at S'Albufera: dry, reed-fringed pools around which it could strut, breaking off stems which it would hold in its long toes and strip with a powerful bill.
Red-knobbed Coot from Es Canal Gran hide
Red-knobbed Coot from Es Canal Gran hide
As I scanned the bird-filled lagoon it suddenly emptied - an Osprey was lumbering past flushing everything in sight. Returning to the visitor centre I walked the short loop to the south marked on the reserve map as the Sa Roca trail which produced a similar selection of birds plus a few Greenshank, Green Sandpiper and an inquisitive Fan-tailed Warbler.
Fan-tailed Warbler from Cami de ses Puntes
Fan-tailed Warbler on Sa Roca trail
The Sa Roca trail rejoined the main track through the centre of the reserve at three stone bridges, which produced another world tick for the trip - Red-knobbed Coot. The best views of this species were obtained from the Es Canal Gran hide with the sun behind me as one performed just outside the window, allowing comparison with the regular Coot which were also present.
Osprey from Sa Roca hide
This shot gives some impression of the havoc caused by the Osprey as it flew low over the lagoon
The guide book suggested that evenings were a good time to see Eleonora's Falcon, one of my main targets for the trip, hunting over the reserve. I had seen my first, another world tick, earlier in the day at Formentor but only at great distance through a scope, so was keen for closer views. Despite making the long slog to the Observation Tower on Cami d'Enmig as recommended, however, I could not locate one though the diversion provided views of yet more herons - Little Bittern and Purple Heron being added to the trip list.
Juvenile Little Bittern from the Observation Tower Hide on Cami d'Enmig - given away by its constant grunting noises
Purple Heron flypast from the Ses Eres Observation Deck on the Cami de ses Puntes
The hot walks between hides made for pleasant birding - Nightingales croaked and occasionally flushed from the path; Sardninian Warblers rattled away from every other bush and presumed Mediterranean Flycatchers provided constant distraction. Butterflies and dragonflies were disappointingly scarce with Speckled Wood and Black-tailed Skimmer being the most evident representatives of both groups.
Plenty of pale-foreheaded, unstreaky presumed 'Mediterranean' Flycatcher at S'Albufera
This one flycatching by the Stone Bridges
The light was fading by now and while it had been an excellent introduction to S'Albufera I had barely scratched the surface - unlike the local mosquitoes which, I realised the following night when awoken with intense burning sensations in the arms and legs, had been burying their proboscises deep into my exposed shins, calves and forearms. I vowed to return later in the holiday - but not without a bucket of insect repellant and some long trousers!
Butterflies were disappointingly few and far between on Mallorca - but every shaded path at S'Albufera seemed to hold a colony of Speckled Wood
Purple Swamphen catching the late evening light from Ses Puntes track

Monday, 26 September 2016

It's that time of year again

It's that time of year again: the Dorset Youth League Football Season is underway. Eldest son George is now Wareham Rangers' under-14s utility right-back/midfield/whatever-the-team-commands-guy, on account of us having no subs due to transfer window defections and drop-outs. Another change this season has been the move to a far more parent-friendly regime of weeknight training, freeing up Saturday mornings, and earlier kick-offs on match days, freeing up Sunday afternoons. The start of the football season coincides, of course, with the autumn bird migration season, so I have been enjoying these new-found weekend freedoms by checking out some favourite hotspots around Dorset. Some highlights from a joyous middle-age reclaimed below:
Wryneck at Portland Bill
Wryneck appears regularly on Portland at this time of year
This one was in the Bill Quarry
A half-decent flight shot
Rose-coloured Starling is another regular autumn migrant on Portland
This one took a shine to a rooftop solar panel, alternating between lying down under it and loafing alongside it
It had hooked up with local Starlings on a housing estate near Weston
Middlebere is another good location for migrants at this time of year: Green Sandpipers have been on the pools in front of the hide
An attractive wader
Migrant Ospreys have also been showing some interest in the false nest platforms erected for them
The hope is they can be persuaded to stay and breed one day. Well, unlike Wareham Rangers, who have yet to win a game this season, we can dream, can't we?
I have had the pleasure of the company of Wareham Rangers right-back on several post-match jaunts - here he is practising one of the essential skills of digital photography: chimping

Saturday, 7 May 2016

Red-foot reprise

We were treated to an extended visit from a Red-footed Falcon on Wareham water meadows last spring, just a short walk from my home. This week has seen a repeat performance from another of that species - or possibly even an encore from the same - as a female has taken up residence at nearby Morden Bog National Nature Reserve, a site which will be known to many birders for hosting Britain's second Short-toed Eagle back in 2014. A diet of snakes kept the Eagle touring the heathlands of southern England that summer, but dragonflies are more to the liking of the Red-footed Falcon. It has certainly picked a prime location for them, so it may even remain in the area for some time to come.

I managed to catch up with the Red-foot in the fading light of Wednesday evening when offered a lift - what am I saying, I was virtually kidnapped - by Jol and Joe Mitchell who spirited me the three mile journey to the reserve. On arrival, we had no idea where to look but I picked the Falcon up with the first binocular scan, and we then managed reasonably close views near the edge of the Decoy Pond. She was more distant when I made another stop on the way home from work tonight, but the visit did nothing to damage Morden Bog's reputation as a raptor hotspot: a mighty Osprey carrying a large flatfish upstaged the Falcon en route to an unseen feeding post. What else might these warm south-easterlies bring to the Dorset coast this weekend?
Female Red-footed Falcon, Morden Bog
The heat of the day had died down so she was roosting up near the Decoy Pond
Nightjar will be churring on this heathland soon
Into the sunset
Morden Bog
Distant this evening but you can just see the dragonfly about to cop it here!
The Osprey plumped for slightly larger prey 

Saturday, 5 September 2015

Some rare sightings in Purbeck

My old friend Matt Jones, taking a break from showing Kiwis to tourists on Stewart Island, NZ, paid me a visit recently. Having seen to family duties in his native Kent, and attended to business promoting his adopted country's wares at the Rutland Water Birdfair, he was good enough to find the time to squeeze in a visit to Dorset for a day's birding. He was particularly keen to see Osprey, Spoonbill and Yellow-legged Gull for his trip list so we headed straight for Middlebere.
Woodlark on Soldiers Road
Redstart at Middlebere
This is Matt near the Houseboats on Studland. If you are ever fortunate enough to get to Stewart Island on a guided birding trip, there is a good chance he will be showing you around
Dartford Warbler at Middlebere
Before he had taken a seat in the hide I had an Osprey lined up in the telescope. Locating the Spoonbills and Yellow-legged Gull required no optics as they were sat in the channel straight in front of the hide. So that was easy. We took our time wandering the track back to the car picking up a good selection of common migrants, and ended the day stumbling upon a family of Woodlark on Soldiers Road. It was good to catch up as this was only Matt's second visit in 2 years, so he's now officially rarer than White-winged Black Tern in Poole Harbour.
Green Sandpiper at Middlebere
Marsh Harrier at Middlebere
Yellow-legged Gull at Middlebere
Osprey at Middlebere
A couple of nights later, another real rarity was to be found at Swineham, and for one night only: me. Sightings of me there have been almost as rare as sightings of White-winged Black Terns, of which we have had three in three years now. A good run, such that they have been more numerous over that period than the generally commoner Black Tern. So it was good to find one of the latter hawking at the end of the pit. I had it to myself for the 40 minutes or so it was present before it moved out to the Wareham Channel.
Black Tern at Swineham
A moulting adult
More than I deserved after wilful neglect of Swineham in recent months
Less contrast in the upperparts compared to White-winged Black Tern which shows a whiter rump in any plumage