New year safaris are go go go

The Safari has been out and about all over the shop since the turn of the year. Almost here there and everywhere but mostly south of the river. Our Bird Photo Challenge has kicked off again, now in its eighth year and we have to say we're doing pretty well - homing in on 100 species photographed already. Maybe we should 'save some for later' as the Law of Diminishing Returns has got to kick in very soon. However, there is a little method in our madness; we've got (yet) another hand issue which is likely to require surgery sometime in the not to distant future (NHS waiting lists permitting) meaning we could be out of action for a few weeks. There's a proviso in the rules too this year - no more than 75 miles from Base Camp; tricky as at least 30% of that circle for us is inaccessible sea and annoying that the superb seabird cliifs of South Stack on Anglesey are about 18 inches outside the line. There is a wide variety of habitats and a large number of good reserves and other sites contained within the blue line though so here goes...

The year got off to a good start with a number of Common Gulls on the beach at Base Camp, they're not that common here and not guaranteed on any particular day.

Our first safari away from the immediate environs of Base Camp saw us not far up the road at Fleetwood where a rather wet morning gave us a Stonechat on the golfcourse and a  flight of Mute Swans over the beach after they'd left the marine lake, makes for a diffent pic to the usual 'sat on the water pose' we usually get.

The reason for nipping up there was the recent stormy weather had brought in a trio of Red Breasted Mergansers, a bird we didn't see there last year in fact there were very few reports of them at this previously fairly regular winter site. Today there were only two, the male having left the party.

Next time out we were further afield at Martin Mere WWT reserve with the Southside gang where we filled our boots with waterfowl and woodland species. It wasn't the best day with spells of heavy rain resulting in possibly the worst Brambling pic you'll ever see but hey it is identifiable so it counts towards our Challenge. 

We always like a Pintail and it was good to see the Red Breasted Goose had stayed over the new year and now taking full advantage of the free food handout of the daily 'Swan feed'. The minor limp it had before Christmas has become much worse though, it was really hobbling.

Calm conditions, rare for this year of non-stop storms, offered some nice Little Egret reflection opportunities.

That safari brought our tally up to 41. The following day we ventured local again, this time to Stanley Park. A couple of dry day's meant the paths round the lake wouldn't be too muddy and the sun was shining too, a real bonus.

If anything the sun was too bright often creating severe shadows where the birds were spending most of their time. We managed a few decent shots of several species, pick of the bunch being a Stock Dove that flew over the lake and landed in the tall Poplar tree over our head.

A visit to the park isn't complete without a pic of its noisiest inhabitants.

Another safari up to Fleetwood found us a Red Throated Diver not too far away in the surf, normally a tricky species to find close enough to photograph. We usually have to wait for our annual pilgramage to Spurn and keep our fingers crossed there's one close enough there. Off the prom here they're usually little more than a dot in the scope.

Staying with the diver theme and another carry-over from last year, the Black Throated Diver was still at Crosby Marina so another safari over to the Southside was  organised.

Better still a male Smew had turned up at nearby Lunt Meadows LWT reserve. How long is it since we last saw a male one of these???

Unfortunatley it remained fairly distant, just out of effective range but fantastic to see nonetheless especially as many others only managed even further views and it spent a lot of time hidden in the bankside vegetation. A bonus was the long-staying Green Winged Teal which didn't wake up all day.

But better still was a Mediterranean Gull we were told was on the Pumphouse Pool by other birders, but was it to be bird of the day?

Surprisingly for us it wasn't! That accolade went to the Grey Partridge that eagle-eyed IH spotted lurking furtively in a piece of rough ground set aside for shooting just over the reeserve boundary. Distant and camouflaged it was impossible to see it in the camera's viewfinder but we fired off a whole heap of shots in the general direction...and just about got lucky...you thought our Brambling shot was bad!!! But beggars can't be choosers and this is a species that was really common round here in our early days of birding but one which we didn't even see last year.

Not many minutes later we had a 'wow' moment. Above us a Peregrine sparred with two Marsh Harriers stooping repeatedly at them for over five minutes. Now most birds try to get above a Peregrine where they hope to be a little safer, not the Marsh Harriers they just kept on doing what they were doing which was not a lot. Each time the Peregrine stooped the 'victim' just turned on its back and presented its talons the the incoming missile, totally nonplussed by the whole affair. A fabulous day just slightly marred by the fact we couldn't find the Richardson's Cackling Goose although neither could anyone else on site that day. By the end of play our Challenge tally stood at the amazing total of 72.

We were cracking on a pace now but could we keep that pace up? Our next safari took us local again to Marton Mere nature reserve. We picked up CR and headed for The Nook and as soon as we got out of the car we were photographing a Tawny Owl which wasn't for showing itself.

Walking on we hadn't got far when two Sparrowhawks flew past us.

Reaching the reserve all was quiet. It was a cold frosty morning which at least had frozen the mud into a solid surface that wasn't too slippery to walk on. The local Cetti's Warblers were keeping their heads down, by the time we've usually got this far we've heard at least three. CR said he'd seen pics of Bee Orchid rosettes on social media so we had a look in one of their favoured spots on the reserve but couldn't find anything remotely orchidy. However a pair of Bullfinches flew over us and landed in a nearby Hawthorn bush. The male went round the back and the female although on our side of the bush stayed mstly in cover. However, we did get our best pic of a Bullfinch we've taken here.

We wandered on enjoying the lovely sunshine but not the lack of birds, the scrub was very quiet until we saw a male Kestrel in the top of the trees near the gate but again on the wrong side of said tree.

Taking the detour down to the viewing bench the light was terrible and there wasn't much on the water so we didn't stay long. Back on the main path the Kestrel was now in a better place but as we raised the camera it saw something and swooped low into the scrub not to reappear. The Feeding Station was busy with the usual garden/woodland birds but strangely no Pheasants, which was the species we really wanted to get a pic of. On the way back to the car the Tawny Owl had turned round - thank goodness.

Not a bad visit all in all.

Next up was a safari Over Wyre to have a look for the Twite at Knott End. There were none at the slipway when we arrived until just a single one flew  over us calling. We decided to have a walk down the prom to give them a chance to come back from wherever they were and there's always the chance they could be on the saltmarsh there. No sign of them there either but there was a nice little flock of Redshank to have a dib at.

Once back at Base Camp downloading the day's shots we discovered a sneaky Knot lurking in the flock, it's in the pic above but showing better in this one even if out of focus.

Returning to the slipway we saw there was  no chance of seeing any Twite cos a council van complete with workers was parked up there, the oppos getting on with whatever job they'd been sent to do. We were scuppered so slunk back to Base Camp early. We'll be back! 

CR kindly drove us up to Leighton Moss where we joined IH for a frozen mooch about. It was bitterly cold and almost all the open water was frozen solid so there was hardly water fowl to be seen. This put a mockers on our hopes of Great White Egret, Snipe etc. Water Rails had been showing ridiculously well along the Causeway but we had no luck, just a couple of very brief glimpses. The wooded areas were good for small birds though, the feeders soon gave us a nice Marsh Tit. But again there were no Pheasants present - there's always Pheasants here.

High in the nearby Alder trees a flock of Siskins was feeding, craning our neck for the shot we pressed the shutter button a nano-second too late as the last of the flock left for trees further away.

The trials and tribulations of wildlife photography ehh?

A Wren along the boardwalk gave us the run around but we caught up with one on the, surprisingly dry, path to the Lower Hide.

And we got a shot of the last thing a spider sees when a Treecreeper is working its way up a trunk. Normally you only get to see the back or sides of these creeping tree huggers but this one landed on a branch too thin and exposed its ventral surface.

After exhausting the main reserve we went back to the cars for a drive down to the saltmarshes. In the car park there was a sizeable flock of Fieldfares taking advantage of the remaining Hawthorn berries above the bonnet of CR's motor.

Along the path to the saltmarsh hides we eventually got our Pheasant pic.

Here as well, even though the water is brackish, the pools were frozen solid with very little to be seen. A hopeful pair of Goosanders flew over and on the marsh a handful of Shelducks could be seen but not a lot else. Way out in the distance on the seaward edge of the marsh eagle-eyed IH picked up two Peregrines sat on the deck a hundred yards or so apart.

CR took the scenic route back to Base camp heading Over Wyre in the hope of a Barn Owl or two. We passed fields full of Curlews and Lapwings and eventually came across a big flock of Black Tailed Godwits with some Golden Plovers nearby but no Barn Owls.

It was getting dark whe nwe stopped at one of Fylde Bird Club's farmland bird feeding stations only to see a Grey Squirrel filling its face with the copious freebies on offer. In the village there is another of their feeding stations but by now it was getting bvery gloomy but there was a large number of Tree Sparrows getting their last feed of the day before tucking up chattering away in the adjacent hedge. It was going to be a long cold nnight for them. We don't get involved in the bird club as much as we'd like but we're very happy to know our subs goes at least a little way to keeping these important feeders topped up.

A brief stop at a known Barn Owl site did give us a brief view but where did it go, did it disppear over the fields and far away or circle round the old building and bunk back in round the back, either way we never saw it again and it was there then gone far too quickly for us to raise the camera. The day ended with our Challenge tally now on the giddy height of 90!

A break (= a slight easing of the rains and lessening of the ferocious winds) saw us back at Knott End looking for the Twite again, this time with success, there were about 20 present feeding on seeds washed up in the strandline.

Most unusually a Rook was there too. Just one on its own, when we we much younger one Rook was a Crow and 100 Crows were Rooks!

From there we headed north towards Lancaster with swans in mind. At Conder Green we bumped into DP & JS and their students from Myerscough College but they had negative news of the Bewick's Swans for us. Little Grebes in the river were too far away and in the stormy wind the pool was far more choppy than the sea was for most of our last summer's cruise to Greenland - we didn't stop long. Driving down the lanes we stopped at all the Whooper Swan flocks but couldn't find the Bewick's Swans, if they were there they must have been in the flock that was mostly hidden behind a hedge and in a bit of a dip. Behind a distant flock of Whooper Swans were three Cattle Egrets which we made a right pigs ear of photogrphing in the bright light - note to self: Always check the camera settings!

They brought the tally to a very respectable 93 after only 22 days. Then followed a few blank safari-free days as Storm Isha merged seemlessly into Storm Jocelyn, although we did find another Snow Bunting while out walking the dog along the prom in the teeth of the gale. Will it stick around or be a one day wonder like the one we found before Christmas?

Where to next? As the next storm approaches and the wind picks up again we're going to try an inland site we've been avoiding for a few years due to traffic problems - have we worked out an alternative route we should have figuered our a long time ago?

In the meantime let us know who's been braving the winds in your outback

Cracking on a-pace

The Safari wants to know if anyone spotted the deliberate mistake in our last post? Treecreeper should have been number 87 not 86 again - somehow we missed we'd doubled up.

Since then we've been busy adding several more species to our Photo Year List Challenge. But we'll start with a couple of shots of our local Starling roost. The tide was just dropping when we arrived but the Starlings hadn't arrived yet, by the time the first few flew in the tide had dropped a fair way down the beach.

With the beach being exposed the birds chose to pre-roost on it. Being closer than normal we could just about see what they were doing down there - nothing much just standing around. Also being on the beach left them vulnerable to numpties getting too close mostly deliberately 'to make them fly'.

At least 50000 we totally guestimated, would love to know how many there actually are and if our guess is close or not.

News of a couple of Waxwings not too far up the road on the southern outskirts of Lancaster sent us twitching on a drizzly morning. We arrived on the street and saw two 'Starlings' sat in a low tree just past the row of shops, looking more closely as we drove slowly past gave us Waxwing (PYLC 88) as a top quality 'from the driving seat whilst moving' tick. We stopped a little further down the road and got our kit together and Monty out of the car but as we were doing that a bin wagon arrived and reversed into the driveway right under the tree flushing the birds. It took half an hour for them to be relocated, high in a tree on the opposite side of the small park there.

After a while they gained confidence and returned to their favourite berry tree. Shame the light was so grotty.

Job done we had a drive round the lanes back to Base Camp being thwarted by road closures at every twist and turn so we abandoned the lanes and went straight on to Knott End to have a look at the flock of Twite (PYLC 89).

A trip down to the SouthSide with CR saw us checking out a rather quiet Lunt but it did give us our first Toad of the year.

With nothing much happening we left earlier than anticipated and went down to the coast for an hour or so. It was mad busy being a sunny day and the tide was already too high for any waders to be on the beach. We headed through the dunes finding several Stonechats including a couple of singing males.

 With possibilities exhausted we upped sticks to Mere Sands Wood where it was quiet again but we did find several 7-Spot Ladybirds, a Tree Bee and a Buff Tailed Bumble Bee in the warm afternoon sunshine. The good weather had brought the farmers out on the land but never have we seen so few gulls following tractors, it used to be like a plume of snow behind a plough not just a few dozen.

The good weather continued in the week and we had our first butterflies of the year with this Small Tortoiseshell and later another at Marton Mere, but no decent birds to point the camera at.

The 'supermoon' coincided with high tides in the middle of th day so a safari down to the marshes was order of the day. We had a mooch finding this distant but shy male Kestrel (PYLC 90) which flew off when we tried to creep a little closer.

Retracing our steps back to the embankment we came a cross a pair of Wrens (PYLC 91) scolding a Dunnock that had strayed into their territory...They weren't happy!

The tide came right up to the defences, something you don't see too often but we failed to see the Hen Harrier(s) again. The other target birds were the Water Pipits which we did see but only as awful silhouettes in the atrocious glare. Best of the rest was this Water Rail flushed out of the marsh by the rising water and having to take refuge in a bankside Hawthorn bush in the absence of any other cover. Not a good day to be a vole either asa they were getiing picked off by the Black Headed Gulls as they desperately swam as fast as their tiny legs could take them for dry ground.

Another round Marton Mere this time on a gloomy day was unproductive until we left the reserve and walked round the bridlepath to give Monty an off-lead run and we came across a Goldcrest (PYLC 92). A tricky one to get to grips with as if flitted busily through the twigs and branches of a dense Willow bush.

An impromtu family wander along the prom at Fleetwood had us getting to grips with a Meadow Pipit (PYLC 93) while Wifey spotted three male Stonechats in a little group close to the tower on the way back to the car.

On a post so can't be included in the challenge

On the deck so good to go - sorted

Back at Base Camp in the week we'd watched a Buzzard soaring over CR's place and luckily a different, darker, bird came soaring high over Base Camp the following day. (PYLC 94)

Could do with a better one but it'll do as a placeholder

 Then it was all birding systems go when LCV came up for a few days non-stop birding. We met him at 'the place we don't mention by name' for a couple of hours getting lots of good birds, water fowl, waders and much better views or their Tawny Owls than last time we were here.

The sunshine brought out Brimstone and Red Admiral butterflies, always good to see the former as they are very scarce on our side of the river.

We counted 56 Avocets (PYLC 95) but learned that earlier in the day there'd been twice that many. Had to get a good pic of at range shooting into the harsh afternoon light.

The following day we set of up the motorway in the opposite direction to Leighton Moss in blistering sunshine again. Lots going on there with plenty to keep us occupied but a search for the over-wintering Great Grey Shrike was fruitless yet again.

Snipe

 We'd heard a few pings of Bearded Tits on the way down to Lower Hide but our luck was in when LCV heard more pinging on the way back and a male showed well but briefly, actually there were two when we noted the colour combinations of the rings on their legs.

OK for the challenge, number 96

A better, sharper pic but there's rings so it can't be posted for the challenge

Lots of other good stuff around

Shoveler

Robin

 For our next safari the weather had deteriorated horrendously and we had a wander locally round the lanes of Over Wyre. Bewick's Swans were on the hit list and fluky stop had a family of three being the closest birds to the car (PYLC 97).

The rain came down heavier as we visited more sites racking up LCV's year list with species he rarely sees back home in the Midlands.  At Fleetwood again we came across the Linnets (PYLC 98) that were too disturbed last time out here with Wifey the other day. The light was truly dreadful by now.

And was even worse when LCV picked up a flock of Ringed Plovers landing close by but a way down the beach. A year bird for both of us and number 99 for our challenge. Actually the 100th species we've photographed this year, Grey Wagtail on the edge of our pond being disqualified due to showing 'hand of man' for the challenge.

Our last day out was down to Moore nature reserve near Warrington to see if we could see their Lesser Spotted Woodpeckers. We'd not been there long when we heard one calling but could we see it??? We hung around the general area craning our necks at the slightest hint of a flit, we did get an incredibly brief glimpse of what was probably one after we'd seen a flit immediately after a bout of calling but not conclusive unfortunately.

We did get a Willow Tit (PYLC 100)

But is it? Latest info from the reserve's Facebook page suggests both Willow and Marsh Tits are now found on site and when visiting the feeders the Willows take their seeds high and the Marsh's go low...which this one did. They've learnt this from their calls, unfortunately this one didn't call and at the time we didn't realise both could now be seen here. So we're (probably) back to 99...or are we??? Which ever it is it was flippin tricky getting the shot in the dreadful conditions, as you can no doubt tell.

A great week with my boy.

Where to next? Oohh not sure where we'll be off to next week.

In the meantime let us know who's getting confused in your outback.

For more pics from our recent safari's have a look at our Flickr site - link on the right hand panel