Noisy green aliens

The Safari came over all arty at the Rock Gardens earlier in the week. We couldn't find any moving wildlife close enough or in the light enough to point the camera at so opted for some stationary autumn colour/textures pics instead.

Ash keys

Cherry leaves

Greater Reedmace seed spike

A lovely morning to be in the park and very nice to chat to two other photographers out n about enjoying the early morning light before the cloud drifted in to become a wet afternoon.

In other news we've had a couple of visits to Marton Mere this week. We knew that there was going to be some reed clearing along the caravan site bank starting imminently so we wandered round that way stopping at the Feeding Station first. Grotty light means silly ISO numbers and often there wasn't too much to point the camera at, mostly Grey Squirrels and Pheasants along with a few Woodpigeons and Magpies, a couple of Blackbirds and a Robin or two - where are all the small birds?

On our first visit we saw the reed works hadn't yet been started so we mosied on down to the Fylde Bird Club hide. Again all was fairly quite but then all of a sudden one of the closest Mallards went on high alert

It had obviously seen something or been alerted to the presence of something by other birds, then we saw a load of Coots steam past all bunched up.

From a little further away other ducks had taken flight.

Gadwall

Shoveler

The gulls were circling in a noisy panic too, there was definitely something they didn't like about but from our vantage point we couldn't see what it was. Was it a Bittern stalking the waterside edge of the reedbed or an Otter swimming around? Whatever it was these Coot certainly weren't hanging around to become lunch.

And it's not often you catch a Coot in flight

We never did get to see the cause of the kerfuffle but we meet TS after leaving the hide and discovered the Otter had been swimming around in the middle of the mere for a good 10 minutes or more, dohhhhh must have been just a few feet to close to us not to be visible over the tops of the reeds to our left from where we were in the hide.

The rest of our visit was far less eventful with just a few Redwings seen in the scrub and along the hedgerows. They're so flighty this time of the year and very hard to approach close enough for a pic.

A couple of days later were were back, the early morning sun we'd been promised was obscured behind a veil of light cloud. We did our best with some processing back at Base Camp to bring some detail out of this Long Tailed Tit that posed nicely for us - thank the Lord for software wizardry!

The stars of the show today were a gaggle of noisy Ring Necked Parakeets at the Feeding Station - we've never seen them on the feeders here before - like we always say there's always something new to see see and discover in nature; it's impossible to get bored with it, you just need to get out and look around you.

First there was one parakeet, nervous when it first arrived, checking the coast was clear - or more likely weighing up the options as to which feeder was going to be easiest to raid. They aren't too happy with the presence of the Magpies and Grey Squirrels so it might have been waiting toil the coast was clear.

Minutes later it was down scoffing away

Not sure if it's using its bill as a third foot or it's trying to cut the wire to get in

And then there were two

And then there were three

Mum, dad and junior we think looking at the tail length on the right hand bird. No matter what you think of them being aliens and all, taking food from the native species and competition for nest holes, or not, they certainly brighten up an otherwise dull day.

Round the corner at the Dragonfly Den hide we found what we'd been hoping for, ranger and stalwart volunteer almost up to their necks in the cold water hacking away at the enormous reedbed and making a significant impression too.

Great jobs chaps (and T on the bank raking up) many thanks - much appreciated!

We went again yesterday with the intention of helping out with some bank work but there was no work party to join unfortunately. We had to make do with sitting in the hide enjoying the newly much widened view. Almost as soon as we sat down and were getting Monty settles the Bittern flew in from the left and landed right in front of us - had we been settled in our seat and had our camera ready already we'd have got a couple of awesome shots as it stalled and put out its great big yellowy-green feet to grab the reeds. Dohhh timing but what exceptional views and so close too!!

Back at the Feeding Station the Ring Necked Parakeets were back in action.

Back again with the CR today, only one Ring Necked Parakeet on the otherwise quiet Feeding Station. No Bitterns or Otters, the only photogenic subject were two of the three Goldeneyes on site.

We narrowly missed getting a pic (this is becoming a habit!) of a Stoat at the Fylde Bird Club hide when just as we were packing our gear away to move on it darted along the waters edge below us and stopped standing tall on its hind legs when we pished at it - again stonking views but sadly no pics - we'd just put the lens cap on the camera when it appeared. Maybe next time.

Where to next? We've got a dancing date on the promenade tomorrow afternoon, the tide will be up at sunset when hopefully the thousands of Starlings will be murmurating before they go to roost under the pier.

In the meantime let us know who's all big, brash and green in your outback.

A green theme today

The Safari put the moth trap out for the first time this year on Saturday night. We weren’t expecting there to have been such a heavy overnight frost, it was frozen solid in the morning with not a moth in sight, or inside.

Once the moth trap had been fully inspected and a warming cuppa drunk it was time to go out to hunt down something seasonal. We arrived to frost glinting like a myriad diamonds in the morning sun settled on the beach. 

The clear skies meant the likelihood of grounded migrants would be just about zero and the chances of hearing any going over was slim too as they’d be stratospherically high and so out of earshot.

As the sun rose higher the frost in the dunes was now only holding its own in the shadiest areas and its time was now severely limited. 

Crossing the road we entered the reserve cresting the dune overlooking the big wet slack. It’s got more water in it than we’ve ever seen although admittedly we don’t go there too often and usually not in the winter or early spring when water levels are at their highest. From the dune top we could see a pair of Mallards outlined against the rising sun tucked in against the bank on the far right and a Moorhen was there too. A slight movement just beyond the Mallards caught our eye, a wader, and as we lifted our binoculars it flushed giving us good but brief views of a Green Sandpiper (136) calling loudly as it flew out of sight.

The scrub around the slack had a couple of singing Willow Warblers and at least three Chiffchaffs and we heard but didn’t see, the now long staying site’s first ever, Little Grebe trilling from the dense emergent vegetation.

A peruse of the rest of the reserve more in hope than anticipation didn’t give us anything other than the expected Skylarks, Meadow Pipits and Reed Buntings.

By now the sun had risen enough and the direction our shadow was pointing indicated it was time for the main event so back we went to the coastal dunes. 

We walked the track slowly making sure our shadow didn’t fall on the overhanging grasses carefully inspecting all the sunny bare-ish patches with our bins. 

Basking Red Tailed Bumble Bee

Another Red Tailed Bumble Bee - warming its bum at the entrance to a hole

It took six or seven patient passes until we found our quarry. Typically it was tucked in on the very edge of a bare patch but with enough overhanging grass to keep it mostly hidden, they rarely/never sit out in the open here.

Great to see and we hoped to find more but a 4x4 drove up parked right close to the bank (there’s a car park 20 feet away) and the mr & mrs hunting, shooting, fishing types got out and let five dogs out the back, two of which ran straight up the bank into the dunes. Marvellous no chance of any lizards being out for a good while now! Time to head back to Base Camp and a well-earned bacon butty after a pretty productive morning.

At lunchtime we picked up BD and headed for the higher ground out east. Buoyed up by our reptilian Common Lizard success on the dunes we had high hopes for more reptiles up on the lower fells. When we arrived the sun was out and it was pleasantly warm, it was the first safari this year we weren’t wearing a rain coat! 
As soon as we were out of the car BD heard a Nuthatch - a year-bird for him and was then was crouched over a patch of Dandelions his macro lens clicking away at the tiny solitary bees feeding deep amongst the stamens. The new bee field guide has given the two of us some impetus to try to do more recording throughout Safari-land and add some records to the national distribution maps, going to be tricky though, there’s scientific jargon to learn and lots of pics from a multitude of angles of each species will need to be taken and there’s still no guarantee of a positive ID – gotta try though! Please don't destroy the Dandelions, you'll never win and they are so important to huge range of early emerging insects.

We were also on the look-out for freshly opening or slightly more unusual wildflowers as Sunday evening is #wildflowerhour on Twitter and a great way to learn what’s coming in to flower around the country. The trackside was bedecked with Opposite Leaved Golden Saxifrage but that’s probably peaking now. The sound track coming from the woods around us was lovely in the sunshine with plenty of Willow Warblers in good voice and Chiffchaffs providing the rhythm section a few Blackcaps were evident too.

Arriving at our first reptile site we limbed the hill to the rocky patch and turned a few likely looking stones over. Woodlice, Millipedes, a Centipede and several Red Ants’ nests later we’d still not found a Slow Worm, where we too early? Perhaps we were as the Bracken fronds had barely broken the surface yet, in the past we’ve been successful when the Bracken is in the ‘crosier’ stage. Not too disheartened, there are other places to look we continued on the track with Lesser Redpolls circling overhead. A dip in the path held a puddle

And the puddle held a lot of tadpoles whose days are probably numbered.

Then we spotted a movement on the path in front of us, we briefly lost it then it moved again, excellent! A Green Tiger Beetle, and what a beauty, a real stunner!

On we went up hill and down dale passing several Pheasant skeletons and several empty shotgun cartridges - this pastime/'sport' really is just target practice with living things, no attempt to collect their kill, unless it died of injuries later or course - which is just cruel!, and no attempt to pick up the empty cases - litter!

More Willow Warblers entertained us with their singing and there seemed to be Robins everywhere.

We were still on the look-out for interesting wildflowers, bees and rocky areas with stones to turn when BD came across an interesting looking fly which turned out to be a species of Thick Headed Fly, Conopidae, possibly Myopa testacea, not something we've come across before. It's a parsasite of solitary bees and sits on flowers waiting for them to turn up, just as in the pic.

There was some question of whether or not one of the bees we'd seen was actually a Bee Fly but as it wasn't seen well we couldn't claim it.
We had a look up the water board track where we've seen Slow Worms and Common Lizards in the past but they weren't playing out today. Now it was BD's turn to think he'd see a Bee Fly but like ours it vanished too quickly and he couldn't confirm his sighting.
The reservoir appeared birdless until BD spotted a small bird whizzing low over the water, a Common Sandpiper (137). 
Al along the bank it was a procession of Willow Warblers, Chiffchaffs and Robins with the odd Goldcrest thrown in for good measure 

The top of the reservoir leads to a lovely primordial woodland where epiphytes rule the roost and with a couple more days of sun the woodland floor will be a mass of flowering Bluebells.

We heard a Great Spotted Woodpecker but wonder if the Green Woodpeckers are still hanging on here, we've not heard one on our last couple or more visits now. We gave the big rotten tree with the big cavity a rat-tat-tat but no Tawny Owls flew out this time.
The woodland ends up on the lower moors where the wet rushy fields rang to the sound of Curlews singing, Meadow Pipits flitted here and there. In the far distance over the recently patchily burnt grouse  moor a Buzzard hung on the wind - it better move on before something untoward happens to it there. Running around the field just beyond the dry stone wall were three male Wheatears - lovely.

This safari is a one way in same way out affair so we had to retrace our steps. Back at the reservoir some charming person had picked up their dog poo (good - very public spirited) but then put it in an empty coffee cup and left it on the wall (not so good - why???) 

Far better to see was the Common Sandpiper working its way along the water's edge at the bottom of the dam wall.
Almost back at the car we saw a recently fallen Ash tree it's roots loosened by recent heavy rain and still very hairy. Although tree planting on slopes is great to absorb rainfall to reduce the impact of floods by slowing the flow down the hill there will be casualties if the trees cant root deep enough into a hard substrate. Not that that matters it'll  get covered in epiphytes which will  hold water too and it all adds to a different multitude of biological niches for different animals and plants to exploit. We must be too tidy!!!

The afternoon was coming to an end but the road back to town gave us an opportunity for a quick stop at the Kingfisher/Dipper location at the main road bridge...neither was  present. The roadside verge did have the most open Cow Parsley we've seen this spring though.

So we didn't find our scaly quarry up in the hills but never mind it was still a great safari with loads of fun and interesting stuff to see and learn about.
Where to next? Out on safari again tomorrow, this time with our best boy LCV.
In the meantime let us know who's waiting to pounce in your outback.