Showing posts with label White-tailed Eagle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label White-tailed Eagle. Show all posts

Saturday, 2 December 2023

Temptation and penance

I do almost all my local birding by bike these days but there is still the odd occasion - a new bird for the county list, for example - when time is of the essence and I succumb to the temptations of a twitch by car. The finding of an American Golden Plover by Daragh Croxson on Saturday 25th November was one such occasion and the chance of a lift with Phil Saunders was not to be missed. It was a glorious sunny day, perfect for a bike ride, but I had been on a long walk around Swineham first thing and didn't really have the energy for the 17 mile journey to Weymouth. Besides, I also had designs on a short range bike twitch too add Short-eared Owl to the year-list that evening, a mission accomplished successfully at 1650 when one appeared just before it got too dark to see.

American Golden Plover, Lodmoor, 25th November 

American Golden Plover, Lodmoor, 25th November 

American Golden Plover (right), Lodmoor, 25th November 

American Golden Plover (right), Lodmoor, 25th November 
After the indulgence of a car trip to Weymouth I figured penance could be paid the next morning with a bike ride there: if I got an early night I could head down to Lodmoor avoiding the worst of the traffic, and, if the bird was still there, be back before the weather turned as bad as the forecast suggested it might. Leaving in the dark, the first 45 minutes were mercifully dry but then the heavens opened, and what would normally have been the last 45 minutes of the journey became 55 when a flat tyre 5 miles out of Weymouth required re-inflation. Fortunately my self-sealing inner tubes did their job and I didn't need to accept the kind offer of help from Garry Hayman who passed me at this point on his way to Lodmoor, in a much more sensible mode of transport given the conditions.  
American Golden Plover (rear, showing grey axillaries), Lodmoor, 25th November 

American Golden Plover (left, showing grey axillaries), Lodmoor, 25th November 

American Golden Plover (left), Lodmoor, 25th November 

American Golden Plover (right front)
Once I had crested the hill above Osmington, the worst was behind me and I could sashay down to Weymouth with the spray flying behind me at a top speed of 29mph. By the time Garry had walked around the reserve I had caught him up and we met with Daragh before heading up the western path where the Golden Plover flock appeared to be hanging out. We scanned several hundred birds for half an hour without success and I consoled myself with the thought that I could at least accept Garry's offer of a lift home if we couldn't find the bird.
Golden Plover, Lodmoor, 25th November

Golden Plover, Lodmoor, 25th November

Hen Harrier, Piddle Valley, 25th November

White-tailed Eagle, Piddle Valley, 25th November
Daragh commented that the flock looked smaller than the day before, at which point we noticed some small groups of Golden Plover still dropping in. This gave us the incentive to keep looking and after ruling out a couple of 'possibles', Garry and I both locked simultaneously onto a bird which looked the part and sure enough we were able to confirm the features of American Golden Plover. Like the day before, its slighter build, darker cap, paler breast and habit of aggressively chasing European Golden Plovers around on the mud helped us pick it out from the crowd.
Mute Swan, Swineham, 25th November

Kingfisher, Swineham, 25th November

Bestwall, 25th November

River Frome, 15th November
In my last post I wondered how many more species I might add to the non-motorised yearlist - since then I've managed to add a bit of the remaining low hanging fruit in the form of the Owl and a local Black-throated Diver, bringing the year-list to a respectable 217 as November approaches its end, just 2 behind last year's total on the same date, but 2 ahead of my record breaking year of 2021. I will still need an incredibly good December to beat that year's tally of 224, but with Jack Snipe, Bittern and Whooper Swan still to see, you never know.
American Golden Plover, Lodmoor, 26th November - a wet day with poorer light than the previous day

Black-throated Diver at Swineham

Black-throated Diver showing white flank patch

The Black-throated Diver was my first of 2023 and also a Swineham patch tick

Sunday, 22 October 2017

Shetland Day 7: far from the madding crowd

We decided on an off-island excursion on our 7th day on Shetland - to Unst, the most northerly inhabited island in the UK, where we could get away from the hordes of literally, er, tens of birders on the Mainland. The forecast, and a report of an Olive-backed Pipit, suggested that we should stop at the Kergord Plantation en route before leaving the Mainland, one of the largest areas of woodland on Shetland.
Otter on Yell while waiting for the ferry to Unst
The Otter surfaced with a fish then vanished
Seeing trees on both sides of the road is a rarity on Shetland: this is Kergord
Although Howard got a brief view of the OBP, the rest of us didn't see it, but compensation came when we each independently heard, and subsequently saw, another small group of Parrot Crossbills in the plantation. These attracted another massive crowd of at least three birders, so we set off again on the quest to get as far from the madding crowd as possible.
A female Parrot Crossbill to go with the males from the previous day
Stoat with Starling as we waited for the ferry to Yell
And this is the ferry to Yell
Speaking of Thomas Hardy, Rustic Bunting may sound like something the townsfolk hang out on May Day in one of his novels, but it is in fact an attractive vagrant from the east. News of one at Lower Voe persuaded us to make a short detour before heading for the ferry. Time was short, but the Bunting was feeding on the roadside as we arrived and was soon flushed by a passing car, assuaging our guilt at ticking-and-running.

Rustic Bunting at Lower Voe
Strikingly white underparts
Thus Ruff was feeding near the Otter
We then hit a lucky streak with Shetland mammals - first a Stoat surprised us by running across the road with a Starling in its mouth as we waited for the ferry to Yell, then an Otter surfaced holding a fish as we waited for the ferry to Unst.
A couple of Bonxies at Skaw on Unst
Curlew on Unst
The cliffs and sea at Skaw were carpeted with Shag. No pun intended.
The main target on Unst was a Red-throated Pipit which had been present for several days. We arrived as another carload of birders was leaving, and they advised us to comb the grassland above the beach at Skaw to search for the elusive pipit. A short distance from the car, a Pipit flushed out of the grass in font of us and sat up on a post.
An attractive graveyard on Unst
Well at least it's an anagram of 'Starling on sheep's ears' 
We stalked this Pipit at Skaw hoping it was the Red-throated, but photos revealed it to be a Tree Pipit
We instinctively raised our binoculars, expecting a Meadow Pipit, and had a good view at close range before it flew again. Then we all looked at each other: 'That had bright mantle stripes'. 'Yeah, and a yellow base to the bill'. 'Well that was it then!' Too easy! I kicked myself for not grabbing a photograph of the bird at point blank range, and though we attempted to refind it, it had flown beyond a wall into a private garden, and did not look like reappearing.
After burying itself in the grass the Red-throated Pipit eventually came out on the beach 
Clean whitish underparts
A better view of the pale mantle stripes and fine bill with yellow base
The weather had taken a turn for the worse by this point, and we turned to leave - no sooner had we done so than the Pipit reappeared. It was flighty but after sweeping the area with another group of visiting birders we eventually pinned it down for some photos on the beach and in the long grass beyond. 
A rear view of the pale mantle stripes
The best of a bad lot of Red-throated Pipit flight shots
Yet another Redstart - this the most obliging of the lot

The rest of the day was spent birding Unst, the highlight being a White-tailed Eagle which an observant soul had picked up perched on a distant hillside. A great excursion and a welcome bit of peace and quiet before returning to the seething metropolis of Hoswick.
The Popemobile: they pushed the boat out when His Eminence visited Shetland

Record shot of a very distant White-tailed Eagle
The long road home to Mainland Shetland

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

Mull: Sealife Surveys boat trip, Tobermory, 4th April

A reasonable forecast persuaded us to re-mortgage the house for a four hour boat trip out of Tobermory today. Cetaceans were a possibility and we did see a few Harbour Porpoise, though their short, tight rolls in choppy waters made them impossible to photograph. The boat crossed the sound of Mull to pass under the cliffs of the Ardnamurchan peninsular, mainland Britain's most westerly point, and then back down the east coast of Mull, where a single Grey Seal swam amongst a colony of Commons.


Common Seal

Common Seal

Common Seal

The distinctive 'Roman' nose of a Grey Seal

This is as close as I came to photographing Harbour Porpoise
Auks and a Great Northern Diver provided the main bird interest up to this point. Then I saw two barn doors with tails flying over the Sound - immature White-tailed Eagles. A few distant pictures were possible before they headed down the coast towards Ardmore Point, where they were joined by two more White-tailed and a Golden Eagle. On rounding the point, an adult White-tailed could be seen sitting in a tree, being  mobbed by a Hooded Crow.

Razorbill

Great Northern Diver
 
Guillemot

White-tailed Sea Eagles

Adult White-tailed Eagle - note the diamond shaped tail

An impressive bird even at this distance

White-tailed Eagle - an immature bird over the boat

White-tailed Sea Eagles