The Safari has just about recovered from our hand surgery and we are now fit enough to try some longer shorter drives, if that makes sense. So rattling with Ibruprofen pills we picked up CR and made the hour's drive over the river for a day at the splendid Martin Mere WWT reserve, easily the furthest we've been since getting back behind the wheel. The day was supposed to be sunny but ominous clouds developed right over where we were heading, thoughts of why didn't we bring a waterproof went through our head - well it is the August and supposed to be summer so we didn't grab our jacket on the way out.
The previous day there'd been sightings of a juvenile Black Necked Grebe, a Red Kite, Hobby and when we arrived and read the sightings board a Curlew Sandpiper, a couple or more of those would be good for our Challenge.We figured that the grebe would still be on site after last night's very heavy rain, the kite could be anywhere in the county (or beyond), the Hobby wouldn't show unless the sun appeared and brought the dragonflies out and the Curlew Sandpiper might still be about so we'd wait for news. The moth trap was advertised as being opened at 10.30 so that gave us just short of half an hour to look for the grebe. We went straight to the Harrier Hide and were immediately told a Bittern had flown past not long earlier; doh if only we'd not been stopped by those traffic lights or that rediculous speed restriction hadn't been imposed we'd ahev seen that. We've been coming here for the best part of 50 years and never seen one here. We were also told the Black Necked Grebe was on the pool but diving repeatedly, we looked in the general direction of where the chap was pointing and voila up it popped in our bins. before we could swing the canera into action it dived. We missed the opening of the moth trap in the procvess of trying to get a decent shot and although it came nearer it never really came near enough so this is the best we got. Still it's #158 for our Challenge and a 'bonus bird' as it wasn't on the radar to come across between now and the end of the year.
A few
Little Grebes were on the pool as well and often confused us by appearing in the field of view where we were expecting the
Black Necked Grebe to. One even came up with a small fish, we got a decent pic but then deleted it by mistake while going through the out of focus or dived out of view shots of the
Black Necked Grebe.
From there we went to the 'new' Rees Hide where there were several Lapwings loafing about
and a
Green Sandpiper that we probably flushed from very close when we opened the door to enter the hide. It was a bit further away than we would have liked for a such a small bird but did give good views in the bins.
Much further away were a few
Ruff moulting out of their breeding finery.
A much closer
Snipe proved to be too camera shy, being not very showy to start with then getting up and moving right behind a thick tussock of rushes. We took that as our cue to move on to the next hide. Here we found another
Green Sandpiper again a little distant across an arm of the pool.
There's a small island in the pool which today held a family of
Black Headed Gulls, we followed the two youngsters begging for food from the adult for ages waiting for the moment of delivery...and missed it when we took our eye off the ball for a second. Here's the one that didn't get the food squealing with rage.
And here's the one that did get fed keeping well out of the way of its peeved sibling.
With possiblities here now exhausted we moved on again on the long treck round to the final hide. We saw the cattle were safely ensconsed in the field to our left not stampeding up the track towards us this time - which was a relief! We chatted about the possiblity of seeing some Stonechats up by the corner and noted that they often sit on the wrong side of the light on the fence, it's much better for pics if they go the other side of the track into the natiral habitat and on the 'right' side of the light - would we see them today and which would they do? They often flush into the dense vegetation behind the fence. Rounding the corner it wasn't the
Stonechats atop the fence that caught our eye but three bright orange butterflies at the bottom of the fence, one settled and two whizzing around each other in a blur of wings.
Wall Browns, a species we no very very rarely see on the Fylde nowadays.
The stationary one was a female so we assume the other two were battling male sutors. Above them the
Stonechats were atop the fence as predicted.
Luckily as we approached they flew to the right side of the path which is the left-hand side and perched on natural vegetation in good light.
It was while taking snaps of the
Stonechats we spotted a juvenile
Kestrel sitting on the nearby gatepost through the tops of the reeds. Getting a clear shot was tricky and involved a lot of waiting for the breeze to blbow the intervening reeds out of the way.
Once in the hide we scanned around for any sign of the
Curlew Sandpiper to no avail, there were no small waders to be seen. The only close birds was a small flock of
Black Tailed Godwits most of whom were asleep, especially the most brightly coloured and nearest as it happened.
We waited for it to wake up but it was spark out so we had to make do with a couple of preening birds stood a little way behind it. We waited for these two to do some synchronised or mirror image preening but they didn't.
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There's a bit of synchronised preening going on with the one at the back
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Time for lunch so we hit the long trail back to the car to retrieve our pastry-encased scran which we ate in the deserted Discovery Hide, deserted inside and out with only a handful of tatty moulting
Mallards on offer and a distant
Cormorant sat doing nothing much in particular. The only real action was provided by a few
Swallows skimming fast and low over the water before shooting over our heads possibly to a nest(s) in the staff area behind us. All the distant md was scanned for the
Curlew Sandpiper but again we had no joy.
From there we wandered up to the Ron Barker Hide chatting to a very enthusiastic and knoweldgeable young lad on the way - good to know our brilliant wildlife is being enjoyed and appreciated by the younger generation, lets hope there's a big recovery in our wildlife so he sees more than we have in the last few years. At the hide it was pretty quite, the flooded marsh had been drawn down to reveal lots of oozy black mud but again no
Curlew Sandpiper so we assume it had done an overnight flit to the coast or even beyond. One species the youngster is likely to see more of than we could ever have dreamed of when we were his age is
Cattle Egrets, there were 17 of them until more than half of them flew off, and nowhere near the cattle either.
With not a lot happening we cut our losses and headed back to the Rees Hide passing another
Wall butterfly by the bridge over the big dyke. This one has the big bold black mark on the wing, the scent brand, so is a male.
At the hide we watched a female
Black Tailed Skimmer doing some serious ovipositing.
There were several males around keeping a watchfiul eye on proceedings too.
Close to all this action we spotted some small blue damselflies which kept coming out from the bankside vegetation to our right and settling for several minutes on the floating green stuff. Through the bins we could see they had dark eyes so weren't the norrmal
Blue Tailed Damselflies we're very familiar with. If truth be told they were too small and too far away to have any chance of a pic but we fired a shed load of shots off on the off chance one or two might be just about useable. In the end they were all as bad as each other, this one being being the best by the slightest of margins.
If you look very closely you can just about see three blue segments at the end of the abdomen which makes them
Small Red Eyed Damselflies, a Lifer for us having not long since colonised our region. We scanned again for the
Curlew Sandpiper without any luck and in the distance a
Kestrel hovered, possibly the one we'd seen earlier. All of a sudden a falcon was really close and high up, not the kestrel but a
Hobby which took a dragonfly as it carreered over the hide and behind us, just a really fleeting glimpse for us and some in the hide didn't manage to get on it at all. That was enough to make us get back outside and do the Reedbed Walk who's wide vistas would offer us the best chance of catching up with any more
Hobbys and we might even see the
Bittern flying back from its morning outing. The sun had brought out many more dragonflies, hence the sudden appearance of the
Hobby, and more butterflies, including a few
Peacocks, our first of the day.
A male
Black Tailed Skimmer gave us the run around for a few minutes before finally settling in a good spot for a pic.
Up by the rather smelly sewage works a
Hobby came out of nowhere and sped past us giving superb if brief close views. Unfortunatley it kept going and eventually disappeared over the treeline nearly a mile away before we could swing the camera into action. Well at least it vindicated the decision to take the Reedbed walk. On we went passing more
Peacocks and more
Wall Browns, we saw more today than we've probably seen in the last 10 years combined! But as we progressed the expected wide open vista was lost, the
Willow bushes had grown considerable since last year and it was becoming more like a woodland walk with no view out. Eventually we came to a warm open area and after seeing several very active
Brown Hawkers patroling their territories CR spotted one land, which they hardly ever do! It's one of our most frequently seen dragonflies and yet we cant count on the fingers of one of our mutilated hands how many pics we've ever got of them.
No more
Hobbys appeared and neither did the
Bittern as we nearer the end of the trail but while looking across the pools for any sign of the
Black Necked Grebe we saw a
Great Crested Grebe sat on a nest, quite late in the season we thought. Looking closely you can just about make out a little lump on her back which is a little stripey faced chick.
Time was now nearly up but we were able to get a few more minutes back in the Rees Hide where there were now two
Green Sandpipers and another very keen youngster to keep us entertained until it was time to leave.
In the end there was only one new species snapped for our Challenge but that didn't take anything away from a really good day out on safari.
Where to next? It could be anywhere and it'll most probably be weather dependent.
In the meantime let us know who's perching up bold as brass in your outback.
