Birds, Leps, Observations & Generalities - the images and ramblings of Mark Skevington. Sometimes.
Showing posts with label Whitethroat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Whitethroat. Show all posts

Friday, 8 May 2020

Wobbly Warbler

Awoke to 5:30am with a start, and decided to get up and do the moth trap. It was okay, but nothing too exciting moth-wsie. Having got up, I decided to take my walk early and have another go at warbler bothering.


The sun was up but still very low, and there was a moist haze over the field not yet in sunlight. Birds were singing all over the place, but getting the camera on them was no easier than later in the day. Loudest of all, as always, were a couple of Wrens. I managed to get the camera on one of those, as it sat in deep shade of a Field Maple. The shots of it fully gob open are too blurry, but this one was just about useable.


Meanwhile the intended target Whitethroats were doing lots of their song flights before disappearing into the hedgerow again and chuntering unseen. After chasing my tail for half an hour I headed back. Yet another Whitethroat was now singing at the end of the lane closest to the estate, and as I cautiously approached the noise it flew up and briefly perched in an Ash tree. At last - not great but a much better effort than anything else this week.


After that relative success, I logged on. Yes, it's a bank holiday apparently but Nichola was working anyway and - let's face it - not much else to do. As I sat mulling over some numbers and preparing to conduct another telephone interview (as if working from home wasn't wierd enough), I glanced out of the window and caught a movement as something flew into our cherry tree on the front almost at eye level to the upstairs 'office'. I assumed Blackcap, and got the camera on it to see it was a female/juv.


It was quickly apparent that it was not right. It stayed stock still, beak open at times and panting and the eye membrane was closed with head dipped. I assumed it must have flown into one of the neighbours windows, but as it had clearly then flown and perched I hoped for the best. It was at least 15mins before it started to recover and look more lively.


Another 5mins and it started preening and looking around, before moving a little.


And then it started flitting around much more typically before calling and flying off.

Otherwise it's been a quiet day. This leggy twat was in the living room.

Pholcus phalangioides

I mentioned the moth trap. Aside from the moths, there were a couple of other bits including a relatively diminutive and new for me Ophion ....

Ophion minutus

And here's a few moths ....

Clouded-bordered Brindle

Grey/Dark Dagger agg.

Aspilapteryx tringipennella

And a couple from earlier in the week ....

Muslin Moth

Pseudoswammerdammia combinella

It was overcast, cloudy and warm for most of the afternoon, We'd planned a family BBQ for late afternoon, it couldn't be earlier as Isabelle was in bed ahead of a night shift. 5pm on the dot I got the barbie lit, cracked open a bottle and prepared to cook up some meaty bits. 5.10pm and a few drops came down. 5.15pm and it's a proper shower. Fucking great. Have you ever tried manning a barbie with a golfing brolly in the rain! There is only one way to manage it.

5:45pm - 3.25 down, 0.75 to go

It was only a 10min spell to be fair, and has dried up to a cloudy warm and still night so hopefully it stays that way for a decent trap.

Friday, 21 May 2010

Cliff City

I finished my business at the Yorkshire beverage filling plant late afternoon, and made a snap decision on which way to head. I had thought earlier in the week about heading to Blacktoft Sands or Spurn, and I'd even thought of heading to Frampton to yeartick Oriental Pratincole but thankfully that had the decency to depart on Wednesday. I decided I wanted something more instant but nonetheless impressive, and headed over to Bempton Cliffs.

There's nothing like the amazing sight, evocative sound and frankly disgusting smell of a seabird breeding colony. It's a heaving metropolis - high rise accomodation and overpopulated.





Thousands of Razorbills, Guillemots, Gannets, Kittiwakes, fewer Fulmar, and .. hang on - where's the fecking Puffins! I only saw a handful dotted about on the stacks - undoubtedly a few thousand were underground sitting tight with the other half out at sea.

Guillemots

Razorbills

Compare and contrast

Gannets

Kittiwake

The cliff-top meadows and margins were also alive with singing Meadow Pipits, Skylarks, Tree Sparrows, Reed Buntings, and best of all Corn Buntings - haven't seen or heard one for a good few years, shame they were camera shy. Also Common Whitethroat and Sedge Warbler in full song. Absolutely loads of Red Campion, and that was alive with hundreds of geometers flitting about - the only one I watched long enough for it to settle was a Rivulet.

Jackdaw

Tree Sparrow

Whitethroat

Kestrel

A superbly relaxing and pleasant couple of hours. There were not many people about whilst I was there, but as I left a load of 'mature' women arrived for a guided evening walk.