Showing posts with label white fronted goose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white fronted goose. Show all posts

Thursday, 10 October 2024

Another safari south of the river

The Safari was planning to go north but with IH out of commission new boy AB was invited to take his place but said due to motorway nightmares north was going to be an issue so CR pointed the car southwards to meet him at Martin Mere instead. It wasn't a bad day, a bit of sunshine and not too much wind. First up we headed to the Feeding Station where very little was happening, the feeders were full but devoid of life so we didn't hang around continuing on to the nerw set of hides. On the way the sunshine had brought out a nice mature, or should that be ageing, male Common Darter.

At the firdst hide on the circuit we met a couple of guests from our recent cruise which was a pleasant surprise. Then they told us they'd seen the Snow Goose but it had flown off over their heads only a few minutes earlier. Ouch, that would have been a good one to get for our Challenge now we've upped our target to 170. After a good chinwag they moved on and we settled down to see what else we could find.A quick scan round revealed mostly Lapwings and Teal settled on the water until something unseen spooked them and they rose into the air.

It was in the melee that we heard a call and then spotted a Spotted Redshank among the throng - not a bad sighting for here as they're not that frequent a visitor. Sadly we only saw it on the ground miles away hidden among the Teal. According to another birder in the hide there had been two present earlier in the morning. The Teal were still a bit flighty but we couldn't find anything exotic among them when they took to the air.
They didn't settle nearby for closer inspection from the next hide either, the closest ones being well away to our right and most of them landed on the far side of the pool.
Carrying on there was little happening down the track to the final hide until we rounded the last bend and looked for the Stonechats that are always about. The male was camera shy today but the female did pose briefly on the fence post close to the hide.
Stars of the show here though were the Cattle Egrets that flew in and some did what they're supposed to do, landed on the Longhorn Cattle.
There were several in the flock, maybe double figures but they were very easily spooked and flew off to another group of cattle grazing away across the fields. After enjoying this relatively new 'Mediterranean' spectacle we headed back to the car to grab the butties/pies and other goodies. While walking back a couple of smallish groups of Pink Footed Geese flew over us, obviously they were checked for the Snow Goose as it had left with a group of Pink Feet.
It wasn't in that lot, and it wasn't in this lot either.
A bit firther on there was a cacophany of goose sounds as well over a hundred came in from the north, the 'wrong' direction for the Snow Goose unless it had doubled back unnoticed. Deffo worth a look. No Snow Goose but there was a White Fronted Goose in the flock which are a scarce bird here.
They'd landed some way off and finding it was going to be tricky, we had to wait until they put their heads up but most of them were content to graze or just relax. It is in the pic above so see if you can spot it.
A good find and #166 for our Challenge....right time for LUNCH!!!
Butties were munched in the Discovery Hide - it's the one closest to the car park! While eating lunch there's always the dilemma - what happens if something good turns up mid bite??? Pies win all the time that's what happens, whatever it is will have to wait until the last crumbs of pastry have been chomped. As it was nothing much of over excitement was happening so there were no dilemmas today. After finishing our butties we had a look round at what was on offer. New in Whooper Swans looked lonely, no doubt their friends will be joining them in the next day or so.
A handful of fresh-in Pintails were on the water too. Still not yet coloured up after their post-breeding moult.
We always like to get a pic of the Coots and Mallards that grace this pool and today was no exception. The main challenge is to capture the bright red eye of the Coots
and anything slightly different with the Mallards - hardly different but this one does have a few droplets of water on his face.
AB spotted the best action although it wasn't from the hide it was within the hide - just. Hanging from the door frame was a Garden Cross Spider's web on which was some very gentle courtship action going on. The male on the left trying his best to transfer his genes to the next generation without becoming lunch beforehand. The precarious dance with death was taking a while so we left them to it and so don't know the outcome.
Outside the hide warm sunshine saw a Red Admiral on the wing as we made our way down to the Ron Barker Hide
It was busy in there which wasn't surprising as social media over the previous few days had pics of all manner of good things posted from there, Kingfishers, a male Hen Harrier, Bittern, lots of Cattle Egrets, Stoat, Roe Deer, and of course the regular day-flying Barn Owl. We settled in to our seat and watched and waited, hopefully the Stoat would come out on the bridge, we've not had a good view of one anywhere for ages, we're pretty sure the last one we did was this one on the bridge. We did see one very briefly a few weeks ago when it dashed across the road in front of the car. All the action was on the pool to the right across the dyke, the pool in front of us was lacking in life until someone in the hide pointed out the Roe Deer right at the back that had come out of hiding.
There were three of them but we could only ever get two in frame at any one time. 
A tractor appeared from the left about to do some work, the lad stopped at the pumphouse to rake loose vegetation from the outflow before driving on. Once he was out of view a ginormous flock of Pink Footed Geese appeared, he'd disturbed them from a more distant field - what a sight and what a sound. This is just a fraction of them
Still no Snow Goose though. Undisturbed by the tractor being hidden behind a hedge more Cattle Egrets were being watched by CR. There were four here with the big bull and his two friends, with the other herd of cattle well out in the fields there were at least another two dozen and with the 10+ we'd seen earlier that'd put the site total at around 40 birds - amazing!
Unlike many of the recent Social Media pics we didn't see them demolishing the local populations of Frogs and Toads. CR had also been getting some good close pics of a Kestrel hovering over the field but it wasn't for coming our way. And when it did it wan't that close and the light was deteriorating rapidly now.
After while it had had enough of hovering and came to sit on the big post on the far side of the dyke where it was a little bit nearer.
It was after taking these shots and thinking they're not as sharp as they could be we inspected our camera kit and discovered we needed a brillo pad to clean the salt spray left over from the cruise off the front of the lens, caked on thick it was. Any of our younger readers (do we have younger readers?) probably won't know what a brillo pad is having been brought up on automatic dishwashers, its a wire wool (metal scraping tool) doused in strong detergent for getting baked-on lasagne/cottage pie off your favourite oven proof dish...perfect for getting salt spray off expensive lenses! 
Our friends from the cruise were here too, waiting for the Bittern to show and unlike most Bitterns it has been very showy. striding around on the bank in front of these Canada Geese and sleeping Whooper Swans.
Sadly for them it was a no-show and they had to leave to go to another appointment - it was a no-show for us too. We still had a bit of time left so decided to have another look for the Snow Goose at the other side of the reserve so retraced our steps back that way  passing a gorgously autumn coloured Maple along the nature trail on the way. The tree has unusally shaped leaves for a Maple, almost Oak-like, and we think it might be Paper Bark Maple.
A quick look at the Feeding Station revealed as much (or as little) life as was there first thing in the morning, the light at the Harrier Hide was horrendously glary so we didn't stay more than a minute. Maybe we should have done as the Snow Goose was seen from there the following day holed up with the big flock of feral Grey Lag Geese...which was all we saw on our quick look....should we have given the glare a go? Was it there? We'll never know. 
Our last port of call was the nearby Rees hide where a commotion of Teal had us looking up for a raptor but was actually caused by a Heron striding out of the reeds and frightening them.
It's probably a good job IH wasn't with us as he bats for Team Heron and today they were convincingly knocked out of the park by prodigious numbers of egrets.

Where to next?
Back up north next time.

In the meantime let us know who's trampling all over the ungulates in your outback

Tuesday, 2 January 2018

One out one new one in

The Safari joined our long time birding chums south of the river for a wintry day ornithologising at Martin Mere WWT reserve the other day. We started off at their new fully glazed hide to get a bit of warmth in our bones before we ventured out in to the wild wet weather.
The problem with a fully glazed hide is that while it may be more comfortable it does make you a bit queasy when looking through the bins at an angle through the glass and isn't that good for pics either, although we could have been anti-social and gone and sat in the end wing with normal opening viewing slats but this was a holiday get-together with the gang not a full blown twitching expedition.
There was the usual fine selection of winter wildfowl in good numbers...except for Pochards which are hugely down on recent years...such a shame as they are a splendid looking bird.
Many species of diving birds from a variety of Families have that red iris so it must have some evolutionary advantage for seeing in murky water.
Also close by were a handful of Ruffs and as AB noted - phoaarr look at the chiseled scapulars on that!
One of our favourite hides here is the Feeding Station where the stars of the show are the 'Bare Tailed Ground Monkeys' of which there were three today, two females and a juvenile. The sit under the feeders while bits dropped/discarded by the birds rain down like manna from heaven - life couldn't be easier. Having said that one of the adults had a huge open wound on its back possibly from a lucky escape from the Buzzard that arrived in a nearby tree and was eyeing them up.
The arrival of the Buzzard sent all the small birds scattering for cover except this Great Spotted Woodpecker which froze in the 'you can't see me - I'm not here' pose, a bit hopeful really!
The Brown Rats shuffled on in the mud unperturbed by the raptor's presence. After it had left and before the small birds returned one of them climbed up the logs at the base of the feeders 
it then made a leap of faith towards the bird table but that turned into a leap of doom when the jump failed to reach the table and the poor animal nosedived onto the squidgy mud below. 
More excitement was seen there when a Moorhen inexplicably flew about 10 feet up into a tree, unfortunately it was badly obscured so we were unable to get photographic proof of this somewhat unusual event.
Moving on between rain showers we had a look from the next hide which was pretty quiet and then narrowly missed a soaking getting to the final hide. Here we had splendid elevated views of the wetland and watched a Marsh Harrier quartering over the fields in the distance. While watching that a small bird of prey shot through and landed on a fence post in the distance. A Merlin (YBC #168). It was just about in range in the grotty weather - why can't these birds do us a favour and sit on the nearest post when the light is awful?
By now it was lunchtime and while some of the gang enjoyed the delights of the cafe those who'd brought butties sat in the foyer overlooking the 'captives' lake. Again we were shooting through a window but it's good to see some species in close-up detail that we don't see often and when we do they are a mile away across a field in the scope.
White Fronted Goose
After lunch we back out on the trail heading the other way this time. The first hide after the new hide is a windowed and heated affair nice but not good for venturing in to the cold afterwards. From here we added a female Goldeneye to the day's list, it took us ages to spot it as it spent most of it's time under water. As it's name suggest it doesn't have a red eye like the Pochards but if you're a diving bird and not got a red eye then golden yellow is the next most popular colour.
The next small hide is another favourite offering exceptional views of everybody's favourite birds, Coots and Moorhens - and if they aren't your favourite they ought to be! Today they were sadly lacking in close up views but a Little Egret wasn't. It walked out of a ditch and sat on the bank in the wind for several minutes before having a big old yawn - it's not often you get a good view of a Little Egret's tongue!
Next up the elevated Kingfisher Hide, normally noted for its big open panoramic-windowed freezingness but today strangely rather mild in there. Stars of the show were up to 19 of the once common Tree Sparrows at the feeders but there was a no-show from the Brambling that had been reported in recent days.
By the time we reached the final hide the light was going. Try as we might we couldn't find the Green Winged Teal in with the flocks of 'normal' Teal.
Watching a Whooper Swan on its way to its maker was a little macabre but why was it it that strange position propping itself up at an angle on half open wings and half extended legs with its bill on the ground - almost as if it was trying to coll itself down to make it's demise come sooner.
With the light fading fast and no sign of the hoped for Kingfisher we had to go before the car park was locked and so ended another excellent bird filled trip out with the 'Boiders'
Our last snap of the day was of a large fungus growing out of a Silver Birch trunk, Birch Polypore.
Roll on 36 hours and it's 2018. Happy New Year to all our readers, we hope it's a good one for you and filled with exciting wildlife.
With the new year starts another birding Year List and another Photo Year List Challenge with Monika and her friends.
The morning of January 1st was sunny and mild but as soon as we got out of the car at Marton Mere the clouds rolled in and heavy hail ridden showers ensued. We had a wander anti-clockwise taking in the feeding station and the caravan site side to get our Photo Year List Challenge started.
Grey Lag Geese
Mallard
Treecreeper - a good one for the list on Day 1 as we struggled to find many in 2017
Blackbird
Pheasant
Bullfinch - arrghhhh! But still the best pic of this species taken at Marton Mere - must try harder - - or manual focus!
A couple of Carrion Crows watching over the wetland
Not the best start to the year, especially with that out of focus Bullfinch, but not bad given the awful weather and everything else we saw we'll be able to get pics of in better conditions before too long.
We finished the day on 23 species for the year without putting much time or effort in - we put more in to staying dry and failed miserably!
Today we were relieved to find the camera had dried out without issue and that was despite having a waterproof cover on it! The rain was again heavy so we nipped out to the local waste depot to see if the Iceland Gull was about - it was, happy days!A grotty pic for #8 on our PYLC but acceptable given the dreadful weather.
We gave Monty a quick run on the nearby sodden field and picked up Grey Wagtail, flushed by mutt from a large puddle and then Common Gull - amazing that we were able to get Iceland Gull on our year list before this obviously much more common species of gull!
Driving past Stanley Park on the way back to Base Camp and lunch we spotted a few Tufted Ducks in the near corner of the lake bring up 31 species for the year.
Where to next? A we and windy promenade perhaps.
In the meantime let us know who's all blurry in your outback.