EUREKA !!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday
10th September. Do you remember that line from Only Fools and
Horses when Del Boy’s son was born, and Del came out of the delivery room and
said to Rodney (Dave?) and Uncle Albert “I’ve done it, I’ve only bl***y done it”. Well to-day so have I – to-day, Sunday 10th
September 2017, 10.45 am, I saw my 200th species for the year – a Yellow Legged Gull.
This sighting was particularly
pleasing, because my only previous 200 count was in 2010. That year finished
with 206, and I did not hit the magic 200 until October. So, I’m ahead all
round.
Just in case you are not conversant with this bird, it is only in recent years that, because it has yellow legs, it was split from the Herring Gull, with pink legs. In my experience, the YLG is bigger, as we knew in recent years from the Little Grebe eating YLG called Hannibal.
In recent weeks, I’ve been
watching the net to see what has been reported locally, and I kept seeing
reports from Carsington Water of one or two Yellow Legs. So, I decided this
morning to go to check the good Gull spotting area, the spit in front of
Sheepwash hide.
Alone in the hide, there were a good number of
Gulls visible, mainly Lesser Black Back Gulls. Then Jon Bradley, a Carsington Bird
Club member came in and I told him what I was looking for, and how he could “make
my day”. He did, instantly, and pointed
out what I saw as quite a fine difference between the YLG and the LBG, but it
was enough (with the aid of my bird guide) to be sure.
As a nice bonus, and with the
water down to about 77% full, it was good to see a pair of Greenshanks, a pair of Redshanks, a single Ringed
Plover, and a good group of Dunlin plus a pair of Shovellers. So worth the
visit all round.
Nuthatches were in and out of
the feeders in the Sheepwash car park (and unusually one on the bird table at
the Wildlife Centre), and a squirrel in the feeder was very promptly sent on
his way. (No doubt to return when I had gone.)
What else? Well not a lot, but
I do have to apologise for an error in my post last week. I referred to the
birding cruise from Bridlington harbour, and I incorrectly called the Cruise
Ship (!!) the Bridlington Belle. It is in fact the Yorkshire Belle.
Bit of news on the 200 club
progress (apart from me!). Amanda is on Anglesey and texted that she had added
the predictable Choughs to her 2017 list, a nice addition. With a few rare
exceptions, you must travel west to tick off Chough (Either West Wales or
Cornwall. I like the fact that the Cornish coat of arms includes a Chough.)
Lorna Lomas, another of the Severn Trent volunteers and a keen birder, has declared her interest in joining the 200 club, and tells me that with the addition of Yellow Wagtail this week, she is on 191.
Right, I’ve just had a look on
the Bird Guides website and I see 3 species at Rutland Water today that I need
for my year list, so I’m off tomorrow morning.
Two of them are in the North Arm so I have high hopes of at least a 50%
success. I’ll need to have the Full
English to sustain me for the journey, with of course the obligatory Black Pud.
Culinary news – I’m doing a
survey on Black Puddings; managed to have 2 different makes last Saturday. One
Mary bought at Sainsburys, with a slight apple flavouring, from Scotland, and at
a Brunch for a friends 50th W.Anniversary at Morley Hayes one of
unknown origin. I mean you can’t ask the waitress “where did the Black Pudding
come from?” can you?
In pole position in the popularity
stakes is one from farm Foods – (“It’s a Ten from Ben”) followed by an Irish
pudding, which after cooking, falls apart when you put your fork in it, a bit
like Haggis - lovely.
Ed: Slim – please no jokes about Haggis hunting.
TTFN BFN
You seem to be reasonably pleased at achieving your 200, if a little OTT perhaps, which might explain the confusing punctuation, or lack of it, around the references to Little Grebe and YLG. I still prefer the mental picture of a Little Grebe wolfing (wolfing?) down a YLG.
ReplyDeleteSurprised to read that Carsington is down to 77% full. What are they doing with it all I wonder?
A pity you lost your nerve and didn't ask the waitress 'where do black puddings come from'. The answer could well have been worth posting on Facebook!
Note to Ed: Haggis references are no laughing matter. I don't like to think what might be in them. As far as I'm concerned haggis is the Scottish equivalent of ' getting a bag on'.
And with that it's lunchtime - no black pudding, no haggis...