I’m sure you can understand that when I am tucked up under the duvet,
with a warm bottle (I admit it!), my thoughts keep drifting (Ed: ?) back to the
wonderful moment last week (Ed: ???) when I
witnessed the wonderful spectacle of waders coming in off the Wash in groups,
at 7am, and then the awe inspiring sight of c4k of Knots returning to the Wash
at the tide receded.
In fact it took me back some 10-12 years when I was told there was a very
small nizzen type hut on the edge of the lake, and birders would go in there
well before high hide, and just wait until the birds were flushed (oh,oh!) off
the sea and onto the islands on the lake. And until the birds had
returned to the water, any birder in the hide would not be allowed out for fear
of frightening the birds. I WAS TOLD, and I repeat it with the honesty of the
story, that there was a convenient bucket in the corner of the hut.
Well, it ain’t there now – so I assume those awful storms put paid to
that.
Tuesday 17th January, and I am still
recovering from my accident in Norfolk, with a very painful back. But
mooching aground gets me nowhere, so I drove to Slimbridge to hopefully add 3
or 4 birds to my year.
The journey to Slimbridge, especially out of Derby was horrendous.
(Don’t you get a recurring theme of my driving experiences?), but I duly
arrived there safely, only to emerge from the car and find that it was wet, and
it was so cold all the Flamingos had been put inside.
The Rushy Penn was a good start with 8 Cranes, and Bewick Swans were dotted
around on different pools or grasslands, but the big disappointment was no
White Fronted Geese. I was told that as it was low tide, they would have been
out on the Severn Estuary, and although I hung around to 3 o’clock ish, none
came to the reserve. I shall have to hope that they will still be around at the
end of February when I might try again.
Otherwise very little to report. I did hear a call in the Zeiss hide of
a Bittern, but by the time I got to the appropriate window, it had vanished in
the reeds.
Saturday 21st January, and up to then I had
been favouring my still painful back, with a GP visit and a later GP telephone
consultation. So, a quick visit to Carsington failed to find the Diver or a
Barnacle Goose, but a nice bonus was a Tree Creeper.
Sunday 22nd January. This was the
first of my new hour and a half Birdwatching for Beginners walk in Markeaton Park.
Despite the biting cold, 22 different species were seen, with one of the
first being a cute diminuitive Goldcrest. Not everyone had binoculars (a rectifiable mistake for next month!!),
but the hovering of the Goldcrest was still visible to everyone. Having
mastered what they were told is the smallest British bird, the group readily
identified 2 subsequent Goldcrests.
Pausing at the feeding table near the Ha – ha, the group saw 3 species
of Tit collecting seed from the handfuls that I had put on the table, and then
wondered at the agility of the Nuthatch, the only British bird that can climb down a
tree.
The lake offered up the usual suspects, but the bonus for standing
round in the cold, was to see 2 little grebes repeatedly diving near north
island. Little Grebes, the smallest of all British water birds, have been
seen briefly at Markeaton in the last 4 years, but unlike Great Crested Grebes
they have not bred there. Maybe 2017??
Monday 23rd January. Right, I’ve packed
all my optics, booked for the Avocet cruise on the Exe, researched what good
birds are around the Exeter and Exmouth area, and Mary and I are off to Devon
for 7 days. 60 birds target!! Well, I’m on 111 so things are slowing up a
bit.
Sufficient for the moment to say that we duly arrived at Exmouth
mid-afternoon, with the driving being a bit painful for 270 miles, but no birds
to report for the day. So, I’m going to hold over all the
excitement of Devon until next weeks’ blog. We don’t get home until Monday 30th,
so this one will miss my usual deadline. I’ll just leave you
with this glorious photo of a sunset on the Exe, at the end of an Avocet cruise
in 2014. The background on the Starboard side is Dawlish Warren.
And don’t forget next Sunday (5th February) the usual
Carsington Beginners walk..as always at 10.00am
I know what you mean about drifting thoughts, but the 'wonderful moment' could do with a little elaboration - after the watershed perhaps? Was it just the 'convenient bucket' that is no longer there or the entire hut?
ReplyDeleteStill looking forward to the Devon story.
Hope you are having a little more R & R to let your back recover?