Sunday, 19 November 2017

A good end to a non-birding week

It’s been a funny old week, in fact no bird watching until to-day when I did my Markeaton walk for Beginners.

I must confess to being very involved in turning my new Engineers tool box into a display box for my renowned collections of legs, my diminishing collection of sugar tongs, (some of which have already been consigned to a fine art auction in January), and a range of badges of one sort or another.

The first 6 trays now include the majority of the legs, and has involved cutting sections to drop in each leg. This is best illustrated by the following photo of one drawer.



In the case of the sugar tongs collection, a collection which peaked at 94 Tongs (or nips as they also get called), as they look at their best when you can view the edge, I have had to adapt a drawer by adding dowel rails, so that the tongs can be hung over the dowel thereby showing the interesting edge. 

Again, a photo best explains.




What other news?

First, I see Slim Bridge has added a couple of blog replies. As usual, my comprehensive and full (-at least 17 years old-) records, show that he saw the Snow Buntings and Shore Larks, at Skegness in a Saturday in February 2001, probably at about 12.30!!

Also, a PS from last week, a photo of the Turnstone with the iffy foot.



Having been to the Derby hospital this week for a scan, we’ll start with TRIVIA of the week. 

That was an experience…” Drink a pint of water, 30 minutes before the scan”.  The nurse checks me on arrival and when she finds I am allergic to the contrast injection to show up on the scan, she gives me a further pint of liquorice tasting liquid, and I’m told to drink that (as well) in the next 45 minutes. “You can use the loo………………….. “Gangway!!!!!”


Sorry – TRIVIA. The Stethoscope was invented in France in 1816 (200 years ago last year). It was invented by a doctor who was uncomfortable placing his ear on women's chests to hear heart sounds.

A good friend over the years, Brian Woods, is a fellow volunteer at Carsington Water, and joined just 3 months after me, 20 years ago. I heard this week that as he is turning XX years, he is hanging up his Litter Picker. Brian has worked many hours as a Volunteer, and as a good carpenter, he has built many wooden structures including nest boxes and feeding stations for Carsington, and for other places. He was very thorough and produced excellent quality work. 

An Otter holt was one major task, and working together with Alan, and then with Jim, he was a great asset to the Volunteers, and to Severn Trent. I know he kept a scrap book of his achievements, and he had many photos of the tasks he carried out He and I attended a number of ceremonies to collect awards won by the Volunteer Rangers.

He will be missed, as will his wife Elaine, who is a keen birder and butterfly counter.

Sunday 19th November. The Markeaton Bird Watching for Beginners walk was probably the best of the year, with 31 species, and 3 new additions to the year list. The 4 birders universally picked Redwing as BOD, helped by having excellent views through my scope, of the red rump and the eye stripe.

A nice male Bullfinch and a Jay were the other new additions, and a Green Woodpecker plus 

Goldcrests added to the enjoyment of the people very new to bird watching. Next walk is Sunday 17th December.

Someone has been doing some artistic carving on some of the dead tree stumps around the park, and they are quite fun to see. This is an example, and I’ll try and get more on the next walk.

Sunday December 3rd for the next Carsington walk.

Happy Birding



Sunday, 12 November 2017

207. A Grey Phalarope - and I found it!! (to-day anyway)

Friday 10th November 2017. I set off for 3 days birding, including a couple of nights at a B & B in Hunstanton, Norfolk. The Claremont was a comfortable base, with good full English breakfast and DIY toast. (Their words, based on there being a toaster on each breakfast table.) No black pud!!

Now look, I know I used to josh with Mary about my claim to being built like a Racing Snake, a line I cribbed from Terry Wogan. And it did elicit some derisory ripostes from the good lady. But when I lost almost 4 stone during my 2016 Op, my claim had some validity, and I now have no inches of spare fat. Which means when it IS cold………… and Hunstanton for 2 days out of 3 WAS cold…VERY cold, even my 6 layers of clothes plus a scarf did not stop the Northerly wind coming straight across the Wash from Skeggy and causing me untold damage.

I am only labouring this point, because the force XX wind meant that any looking for birds on the sea was a non-event. I did manage to see 6 Scoters at Cley, but only because they were almost on the beach!

First stop was Frampton Marsh. Nothing to add to my year list, but Stonechats on the fence, a Marsh 
Harrier, and a good number of Golden Plovers were nice sightings.

After pausing for my alfresco salad (Please Note – Slim Bridge), I drove straight to Titchwell to see what was about before dusk. Plenty of waders, but the sea was running high, and the light fading fast, so I was the last person to get a cup of coffee at the kiosk at 3.57, before everything closed at 4pm.
  
With no additions to my year list, the evening was partly devoted to computer research on where to go on Saturday and plans were duly made.

Saturday 11th November 2017.  I set off eastwards for Stiffkey where a pair of Cattle Egrets had been reported cohabiting with cattle, and that is exactly where they should be, and that is where they were.

From there, it was on to Cley, and a bit of earwigging in the reception desk area. The hi-tech sightings board (alternating between birds seen today and birds seen this week) showed no reports of any sightings for to-day of my target bird, the Grey Phalarope. 

But I heard there was a good flock of Snow Buntings at the beach car park, so with my £5 permit (+ “sign that for gift aid please”), I drove to the beach car park. As I got out of the car, said flock flew over, heading West so I went to the shore edge to watch the rolling waves (and the Scoters, above).
Shortly after, the Snow Buntings flew back, over my head and landed in some rough scrub. A rapid dash (on pebbles??) got me to the fence edge, and c25 people enjoyed close views of these cute birds.
A milestone. My list for 2017 was now 206, equalling my best year ever… one to go for another record!

Returning to the Visitor Centre in the hope that there had been some news about the Grey Phalarope (sadly not), I decided to walk to the Dauke’s hide overlooking Simmond’s scrape to search for myself. There are 3 hides close together, at the end of a sort of cul de sac, where many years ago I got my first close up views of Bearded Tits!! You can only walk to these hides, and this was probably a contributory factor to my getting an app message on my new slick phone, that I had done 10,000 steps!

The hide was quite full, but no one had seen the Phalarope. I checked the view at each end of the hide and was rewarded with the view of a Water Rail dashing in and out of the reeds, pursued by a second Rail. Too quick even to tell the others in the hide. (When I went in the neighbouring Teal hide a few minutes later, I was asked if I had heard a strange call from the reeds, and I was able to tell them that it was the Water Rail, which is often recognised by the call like a squealing pig)

On my own in Dauke’s, I finally spotted the Grey Phalarope some way off in the scrape. In due course a few more birders came in and despite the marauding Marsh Harrier, the bird stayed on the pool so that we all enjoyed excellent views, and I could now celebrate hitting my highest ever year count of 207, in 31 years of birding (No 1 – Robin. January 1986!!!). 

I could also be the first person to report the Phalarope that day. (+2 Water Rail!)

Sunday 12th November 2017. Bit of an anti-climax after Saturday, but I had a look at Holme Dunes and Thornham Quay just in case, and was told about a Red Throated Diver and Purple Sandpiper, but they were either too far to walk, or too far East, and I was planning to get back to the Hunstanton Cliffs to see if Purple Sandpiper was there, especially as it was hi-tide at 12.40.
Nothing to report, apart from a poor Turnstone with a damaged leg.

And on the way home, down a diversionary lane I use to avoid Grantham, 18 red Legged Partridges in the middle of the road!

So, an enjoyable trip, and a Bucket list objective achieved.   And I get a 200-club award for myself this year!!

In passing, don’t forget the Markeaton Bird Walk next Sunday (19th)… 10.30 at the walled garden


Happy birding.