Showing posts with label white letter hairstreak. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white letter hairstreak. Show all posts

Sunday, 9 July 2017

Missed the biggie of the year - no, not the Amur Falcon

The Safari was later in to work than normal due to the enforced office move even though we were working at our 'normal' place. That had a bit of a bad knock on effect. Back at Base Camp we missed a call telling us there were half a dozen Bottlenose Dolphins close inshore and by the time we'd got the message it was well after our usual leaving time so we got frustratingly stuck in the morning commuter run that previously we've avoided. We went straight to the watchpoint to meet LB and FB who put us on to the Bottlenose Dolphins right away letting us use their scopes as we'd brought no optics with us. Unfortunately they were now well to the south and a long way off. Then LB showed us a sketch he'd just made in his notebook - a Risso's Dolphin. Had we been on our normal routine we might just have caught it! We're not totally sure but it could well be the first of its species viewed from our promenade for about 20  or more years! Now our mind started racing - what was it doing there so close inshore? just hooked up with the local(?) Bottlenose Dolphins that seem to circle the wider bay chasing what exactly? Are they looking for Salmon approaching the rivers? If a Risso's Dolphin is with them have they been after Squid? Are there any Squid egg masses on the beach to support that hypothesis? That's the wonder of wildlife always far more questions to tax the brain than answers.
The following day we did have optics with us but the wind had picked up and the sea was choppy making viewing cetaceans difficult although we did have a Grey Seal close to the wall. Here's a bizarre animal fact we didn't know - Atlantic Grey Seals are rarer than African Elephants! and salmon farms are still allowed to shoot them! 
The sun came out at lunchtime and it was quite warm so we had a mooch with the camera for ten minutes or so. A few Black Headed Gulls have began arriving back on th beach after their breeding season. Just adults so far.
As always there's a few Herring Gulls cruising about looking at what the dropping tide might provide.
This one found a Weaver Fish which have a painful toxic spine on their dorsal fin which the gull had to wrangle out, which took a few minutes, before it could be safely swallowed. 
Thankfully none of our children's groups have ever caught a Weaver Fish (touch wood) but they are quite numerous, the anglers often catch them, and this one was only a few yards from the sea wall. As a regular beach-goer we always recommend folk wear suitable footwear and not go barefoot on the sands. 
Ohh nice - just had to break off writing this rubbish cos we saw Swifts passing the window. There's four of them whizzing really low through and over the garden. Brilliant things - we've got the phone playing their screaming so they might notice our Swift nestbox. Only a couple of photo opportunities, they're to quick for our limited viewing space.
It's been pretty lively around the garden at Base Camp today with plenty of comings and goings of juvenile Greenfinches, Goldfinches, Blue and Great Tits and their parents as well as a Robin and a passing Swallow or two. OK so after that little interlude it's back to the tales of safari's.
Last week we went to the zoo to see the rare orchid that had been found there. This week we returned to see if it was in flower yet. It wasn't for the simple reason that had we looked at it properly with our specs on last time we'd have seen that what we thought was a furled flower spike was in fact the remains of a well nibbled midrib...dohhhh. The main stem has been broken off so it's not going to flower this year. It has hardly changed during the week.
Yesterday we had an early start at the nature reserve and enjoyed the peace of early morning with two reeling Grasshopper Warblers, numerous Sedge and Reed Warblers and a bucketful of Reed Buntings. No sign of the Bittern but we did hear a couple of Curlews (MMLNR #77) and watched a Great Spotted Woodpecker (MMLNR #78 - surely we've seen one here before this and neglected to put on our spreadsheet?) fly almost the length of the reserve. Our two target species for our Year Bird Challenge failed to put in an appearance although we did hear several Blackcaps - we'll have to wait a few weeks until they're more out in the open eating berries, same with the no-show and silent Lesser Whitethroats.
In the afternoon we headed out east to the picturesque river valley for a walk with Wifey and Monty. It was busy so the chance of adding a Dipper to our Year Bird Challenge was slim to remote, we'll have to wait for a quiet mid-week opportunity to get out that way for those. There were the shrill calls of young birds in the canopy but far too many dogs in the river for even the Grey Wagtails to show up more than once. The shallow pools are just too inviting for mutts on a warm day, 
and those flippin owners do nothing to discourage their charges from running down the banks and into the water - most actively encourage them after all the countryside is only a place to kill things or let your dogs disturb everything.
Note the slugs and snails on the rock, the water level has risen recently, last time we were here we were able to sit on this rock, getting to it without gettin g our feet wet - bit like the molluscs but they could be stranded out there now - will have to check next time we go.
This morning a jaunt around Patch 1 was a little late as we missed the early morning sunshine and were back in the ISO Stupid gloom - the default for Lancashire according to ex-pat Lancastrian SP - he's not wrong!
We wanted butterflies - we got a (singular) butterfly, a male Meadow Brown.
and a rather dapper bee mimicing hoverfly Volucella pellucens.
Too gloomy to wait for long for nothing to happen at the White Letter Hairstreak tree but we did find our first ripening Blackberry of the year there. That could be a problem the White Letter Hairstreaks are only just emerging and almost all the Bramble flowers have gone over and there's no Creeping Thistle this year, the Bramble thicket having smothered them out. The butterflies will have to make do with honeydew up in the canopy where they are harder to spot.
Later in the afternoon the sun came out and we were able to shoot back out for half an hour for another look. On the way we met good friend PL on his way out of the butterfly zone looking a bit dejected. We had a good chat about all things local nature and eventually he decided to come with us back into the breach. It was a good job he did as he'd have been a bit miffed if we'd have found one minutes after he'd left. And that's what happened within a few minutes of seeing a couple of battling skippers a smaller duller butterfly caught our eye landing on or near a Bramble flower. joy of joys it was what we thought it was going to be. Two cameras rattled away but even through the bins we couldn't see the white 'W', good job those megapixels were able to pick it out.
A bit of a relief to find them on Patch 1 again, it's always a bit twitchy seeing the Elms fading away and hoping that that's not the tree they are dependent on. But then the dead Elms of last year start sprouting again and hopefully the new shoots will last long enough to be come available for egg laying in the future.
The afternoon was topped off by a Comma that landed almost too close to get a pic.
What a great way to end the weekend!
Where to next? In to the lion's den that is the town centre offices tomorrow, wonder if we'll see any wildlife around there.
In the meantime let us know who's


Monday, 18 July 2016

It's hotting up so that means invertebrates

The Safari wasn't able to get out on Saturday until late afternoon. The sun was shining and it wasn't too windy so we smothered ourself in Clegg repellent took the short walk round to Patch 2. Insect repellent is the best thing to wear if you want to get close to insects! but it is essential if you don't want to be eaten alive by the little horrors.
We were immediately on to butterflies, there were Meadow Browns all over the grassland and nectaring on the few remaining Bramble flowers.
One pair were getting on down in the long grass




A little further on we came across an Early Bumble Bee which seemed to be a little worse for wear despite the warm sunshine.
It wasn't these low down insects we were there to see. We were looking up, high into the canopy where our quarry watches for rivals and drinks the honeydew. They were very active with two presumed males spiraling high above the tree in a dizzying battle before splitting apart and settling back down on their favourite leaves.
We watched and waited but they never dropped any lower - just as well as our first Brown Hawker dragonfly of the year was patrolling just above the Bramble thickets. Frustrated we wandered down to the rough field where there were many more Meadow Browns, a few Small Skippers and our second first of the year, three Gatekeepers.
We found one Large Skipper too and a fairly fresh one at that rather than an aging tatty one,
At the very bottom of the field there are a couple of scratty Dog Rose bushes, one of which was showing a good growth of Robins Pin Cushion Gall, made in response to a tiny wasp.
Time to return to the scrub for another neck craning session, but this time we were in luck. Almost straight away a movement on a flower caught our eye that wasn't bee-like. We moved in for a closer look and flushed the tiny butterfly. Thankfully it didn't go back up to the canopy but landed on a nearby leaf.
After a while the White Letter Hairstreak decided it was dinner time and more nectar was needed.



Once it was settled it gave us some good photo opportunities.
Phone camera
The White Letter Hairstreaks are a sign of hot summer days but all around were the  ripening signs of autumn.
That night we put the mothy on. Not a great catch 11 moths of seven species.
Chrysosteuchia culmella - again
Bramble Shoot Moth - New for garden
Dark Arches - quite a pale one
Dotted Clay
Dotted Clay - with tufts
Marbled Beauty
 At work we've had a school group investigating the pond.
Ramshorn Snail
Water Boatman
And the best if the lot several of these monsters, the children witnessed one catch and eat a small 3-Spined Stickleback fry and another eating an unfortunate damselfly nymph. Horror, shock, incredulity that that could happen to a fish, glee, the emotions and comments were quite revealing.
Common Darter nymph
So there you have it some brilliant bugs, far more brilliant than any Pokemon character and with more impressive REAL super-powers too.
Where to next? Just two children's groups tomorrow at different locations so there should be something fascinating to find.








Sunday, 9 August 2015

Good start dreadful finish

The Safari drove down the Prom to carpet-like sea and as blue can be, it looked great for cetacean spotting, rarely better. We also saw there was a new rig in town for the pipe laying engineering works, we'd have to have a look at what was going on.  
As soon as we got to work we grabbed the scope and were out on the wall. A quick look at the rigs showed they were still some way off getting into position being towed and pushed by small tugs. Time to look at the nearby terns, several of which were fishing all around the rigs and boats. Then we saw a much bigger splash - that was no tern making the water boil like that. it didn't take long before another was seen and this one had a fin associated with it. Then two fins and a body...Bottlenosed Dolphins - result! Any day with dolphins is a good day so we watched as long as we dared seeing at least three, there could easily have been more but three was the most we saw at any one time. It was now too late to look closely at the birds but hey ho we'd seen Bottlenosed Dolphins; what more d'you want!
Rigs a mile from the wall - the dolphins were on;y a few hundred yards to the left
A walk down the corridor had us looking out of the window as per usual - but this time there was something to see, no people on the green meant there was time and space for some Starlings and something smaller to be able to have a few minutes feeding time before the next kids or dog walkers appeared.
The small one was a Wheatear, our first of the autumn and far from regular here. We went back to the office and grabbed the camera. Out on the field it was very skittish but we eventually tracked it down to the raised garden area.
Not long after we got a phone call from Wifey in a dreadful state, Frank had collapsed at her office and didn't look good. Her boss had let her leave early after calling the vets and arranging for them to come to look at him at Base Camp - they have high steps to their surgery and she was convinced Frank wouldn't be able to climb them.
We arrived a Base Camp only minutes behind her and it was obvious the big fella was struggling. We made him as comfortable as possible and gave him lots of cuddles but decided between us he couldn't continue like this and his time had come - he'd had a close shave a couple of months earlier when we thought the vet might be needed but he made a bit of miraculous recovery at the eleventh hour. This time there was to be now eleventh hour miracle.
The vets came and the sad deed was done outside in the sunshine; he'd somehow managed to drag himself out there, every step we could hear is hips grinding and he was so wobbly but outside he was determined to get. His tail didn't stop wagging until the very end as he slipped quietly and peacefully from this world. ...our world had just changed for ever and poor Wifey had just lost her shadow. It was going to be a long hard quiet and empty night. We said any day with dolphins is a good day sadly this proved to be the worst of days.
We knew we'd need some wildlife therapy and with a good forecast put the moth trap out.
After a tearful and fitful night we went out to find the moth trap reasonably full. Nothing mega-exciting but just working through the egg boxes and field guides was good for the soul taking our mind of yesterday's despairing turn of events. 
The most photogenic were a couple of micos
Acleris forsskaleana
Lobesia abscana - thanks to Young Un JS for the ID
 Top of the macros was a nice Lychnis
And the first of no doubt many Lesser Broad Bordered Yellow Underwings.
The rest of the morning was heart wrenchingly difficult as we sorted Franks things out. But again wildlife came to the rescue. It was a nice warm summer's day and Patch 1 had a Fun Day on so with Wifey out on family duties we decided to grab the bins and camera and wander over that way through the Butterfly Zone, it being the penultimate day of the Big Butterfly Count. The butterflies didn't disappoint and once again our mind was occupied in a constructive way counting and trying to get pics pf the flutters. 
The first we found was a Speckled Wood baskng in a shaft of harsh sunlight in the scrubby wooded area.
After that we resolved to try to take pics of butters from less than usual angles - assuming they'd oblige. First up was a fairly standard Meadow Brown and then we saw it had two white spots in the eye-spot.
It started to wander round the Creeping Thistle head and gave us the opportunity for a non-standard buttterfly pic.
The star attraction stayed way up high in the tree top.
It is a White Letter Hairstreak - honest
As we were looking for the White Letter Hairstreaks a young Sparrowhawk started to beg, calling loudly, somewher up and behind the butterfly tree. It then broke cover briefly still calling.
We had a look round the fair and everyone was very kind about Frank; we have to say a big thank you to everyone who's left comments on Twitter and FB, they've meant a lot to us and Wifey.
Walking back to Base camp through the butterfly zone again we found a huge Orpheon Wasp that was a little on the shy side.
There were Gatekeepers everywhere, some quite small and momentarily looking like something other than a Gatekeeper. Meadow Browns still patrolled the grassland as did several Small Skippers but we only saw one very tatty Large Skipper. Above the Bramble thicket a Brown Hawker dragonfly  swooped around. Thankfully there were no Cleggs making standing round in the pleasant sunshine watching the butterflies in a t-shirt enjoyable rather than torture.
At last our quarry appeared if a little distantly over the top of the thicket.
After a few minutes nectaring it went walkabout on a Bramble step and fell asleep heady stuff that nectar!
A couple of butterfly enthusiasts arrived and we were able to pout them straight on to the one they'd come to see. We got another 'untypical pose' pic.
And took about hundred 'normal' ones too.

Why sit in the dry when you can sit in a ditch! Night night Big Fella - stay muddy wherever you go
Where to next? #HenHarrierDay and hopefully it won't rain (= Noah-like deluge) this time.
In the meantime let us know who's basking in the sunshine in your outback.