Thursday, 12 October 2023

Autumn in North Cumbria ... Waders, Gulls ... arriving and departing migrants ...

 Barnacle Geese are arriving wave after wave now and seem more obvious than the Pink-footed Geese that filled the skies a few weeks ago ...


Greenshanks, rarely very common on the Solway have numbered up to four in recent weeks ...


... the wake behind this bird resulted from it running along with its head submerged ...


... this adult favoured the rocky shore ...




Knot numbers have increased from just a handful a couple of weeks ago to around 1000 ... with some lovely peachy juveniles ...



... and Bar-tailed Godwits roosting behind ...


... the Knot flocks performing spectacular aerial displays


... a notable 81 Mediterranean Gulls in Workington Harbour included adults, second-winters and first-winters in decreasing order of numbers ...


... and a single adult at Port Carlisle / Bowness Railings was further up the estuary than most venture to ...


Grune Point hosted three Female / 1st winter Wheatears ...


... and nearby a Spotted Redshank typically favoured the deeper water ...


... and moved restlessly on the mud ...




... an adult Little Stint finally showed itself among the large Dunlin flocks ...




... and this juvenile Garganey consorted with Teal on the new Campfield Scrape pools ...



 






























Saturday, 16 September 2023

Ullapool and around ... and the Viking Gull is back ...

 It seems early for white-wingers and yet the Ullapool Viking Gull was present last week ...



... one of only a small number of large gulls around the harbour which seems to be increasingly catering more for leisure vessels than fishing boats ...

Rooks appear to have a rather unusual ecological niche here, often feeding around the streets of the town ...


... and on the shore ...



... this time of year sees a mix of plumages with some already in full winter garb as with this Razorbill



... and these first-winter Black Guillemots ...




Cormorants were present in numbers but alongside a few Shags ...



... and small groups of female Eiders ...


A Hooded Crow patrolled the saltmarsh at Achnahaird ...


... and a few Rock Doves passed by while one landed briefly ...



At dusk some Curlews were presumably making local movements, not uttering the typical migrant calls ...


Seeing migrants coming in off the sea is always exciting to witness and wave after wave of Pink-footed Geese arrived thus ...



While in contrast a Dipper occupied its favoured rock ...































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Teesmouth Brown Booby ... lingers long enough ...

 It's always risky going away during the time of year when vagrants may turn up back home.  And so it seemed when the Brown Booby appeared on Teesmouth the day after I set off for the Highlands.  I'd missed the Northumberland Grey-headed Lapwing in the spring which had departed as I crossed the Bay of Biscay to return to England.

Amazingly the Brown Booby was still around on my return from Scotland and so the following day Teesmouth was my destination.  And in an extraordinary turn of good fortune the bird was perched on the Pilots' Jetty as I arrived, a mere 100m or so away - I would have been perfectly happy for the bird to be showing on one of the bouys way out in the channel but this was amazing !!




... a very smart looking bird with those yellow feet and pink bill ...



... a preliminary wing stretch ...


... then off ...



... and headed way out into the estuary ...
















 


Thursday, 18 May 2023

Extremadura ... the Campos Lugar and Trujillo steppes ... and beyond in search of a warbler ...

 Overnight at the Alcollarin Reservoir was magical and song of Red-necked Nightjar punctuated the still calm ... so far it had been wonderul to have revisited these landscapes with their very many special species that inhabit them ... but there was one species that was on my mind and one that I had never seen ...

... that species has a limited range including southern Spain and a restricted area of North Africa ... this summer migrant was said to arrive late, not until into May ... it is Western Olivaceous Warbler (aka Isabelline Warbler) split from Eastern Olivaceous Warbler a decade and a half ago ... and I was keen to see it ...

We headed south to an area near the Guadiana River where the lush riverine vegetation was the source of a cacophany of the songs of Great Reed Warblers, Nightingales and more ... then, with a little help from my friend (Martin) the song of the warbler came through the other sounds ... unlike Eastern Olivaceous, with its cyclical changes in tone, this bird started with low harsh notes and then went straight to higher warblings ... it was clearly doing circuits of some of the taller trees ... and then appeared, looking tentative in a tall willow ...


... appearing occasionally among the leaves before hiding away again, then off ...

... more listening and waiting was followed by some song coming from dense vegetation close by ... and just time for a quick recording ...


... then, as birds sometimes do after a patient wait, it perched out nicely and started to perform ...







... just a perfect view and great experience ...

... then heading back north aross the plains some Black-bellied Sandgrouse flew by and a Little Owl perched up prominently ...


... and back in Alcollarin village some Spanish Sparrows were busy at their nest sites ...


... near to the church a large square building hosted some Lesser Kestrels



Returning to the Campos Lugar steppe a single Great Bustard was in display mode ...


... and after many brief fly bys and distant views a Hoopoe finally perched up obligingly ...


... but better still a Great Spotted Cuckoo remained perched on a fence, looking around all the while, to give some wonderful views ...




... and back in Alcollarin the Lesser Kestrels put on a fine aerial display ...


Then the following day it was off to the Trujillo steppe towards Santa Marta ... some Pintailed Sandgrouse flew over and a distant Great Bustard flew along the ridge ...


Callandra Larks were active again but reluctant to show well or at close range ...



... then a surprise group of eight Great Bustards worked their way along the distant ridge and over the horizon ...



Leaving the searing heat of the plains the next and final port of call was the green valleys of the Cordellera Cantabrica where an Iberian Chiffchaff sand briefly and Choughs fed in the lush fields ...



... and the ubiquitous Black Redstarts sang from the tops of buildings ...