If we had brains we'd be dangerous

The Safari is pleased/relieved to report that our Purple Sandpiper pics we posted in our challenge the other day did pass the adjudicator's deliberations in that 'hand of man' wasn't discernible in the pic and had we not owned up Monika wouldn't have known. So far there gave been two calamities for other challengers, one lass couldn't submit her Snowy Owl up in the Skagit Valley as it was sat on a fence and 'didn't budge all the time she was there' and Monika herself missed out on a Northern Shrike, another seen on a fence only bird. In fact the challenge is becoming quite challenging trying to make sure there's no 'hand of man' in the photos.

We also forgot to post our Black Tailed Godwit in the fog pic for number 57 but it's OK as at the end of last week we were able to get better pics in half decent light at 'The place we do not mention by name' on the Southside when we had a safari out there with CR and met up with JG for a day's birding and chat.

The previous day had seen us back on the North Blackpool Pond Trail doing a bit of volunteering - bit being the operative word!.

The project was to clear some fallen Willow which was beginning to encroach on the edge of the path. So armed with a pair of loppers and a bowsaw we set to on one of the smaller branches. Once we'd cleared a way in through the outer twiggery with the loppers we spotted a few blobs of what looked like little bots of Orange peel on a couple of the stouter branches. Closer inspection showed it to be - we think - Yellow Brain fungus.

The white bits aren't icing sugar but the remnants of the early morning frost which the sun hadn't reached deep in the gloom of the overhanging branches

Now us volunteers were able to make big in-roads in to the branches of the Willow trees but our saws weren't big enough to tackle the larger trunks so out came the chainsaw. And that was our cue to go for a little wander as Monty doesn't like being in close proximity to the noise of power tools, and who can blame him.

The main lake was still mostly frozen, in the shelter of the overhanging trees around one of the island there were 10 Teal and three Shovelers sheltering but sat right out on the ice was this Heron.

Once we heard the chainsaw stop we returned to the work-party and get stuck in trimming up some of the branches we'd cut earlier ready for them to be dragged off to make a dead hedge and habitat piles deep in the woods. After a while the chainsaw needed to come out again so off we went for another lap of the lake. This time the Heron was found at the very edge of the pond at the viewing area and was sat just behind the fence as it often does - it's almost tame.

Further round we came across a Greenfinch singing high in a treetop. Just out of range for the smaller lens we take when we're volunteering but it's still identifiable so goes on our challenge tally at number 58, we'll try to get a closer, sharper one in due course.

By now everything had been cut up and all the brash needed dragging to the piles in the wood. Not sure if Monty was helping or hindering though but he's always eager to carry a stick.

Lunchtime came around and with it our cores back at Base Camp beckoned so we had to call it a day and leave the remained of the cut brash to the rest of the gang to manhandle.

As we mentioned earlier Friday saw us on safari to - well you know where. JG had found some odd sea-shells on her local stretch of beach and wasn't sure what they might have been so had collected a sample for us to pass on to our marine biologist friends for an ID and some info about them. A good excuse to meet up for a Southside safari.

As ever the new hide - which has been there a few years now - was busy with birds just outside the window and we soon got our replacement photos for the foggy Black Tailed Godwit. If our Warton Bank pic was taken from about 40 yards, here the godwits are less than 40 feet away!

And with a few of them about there was soon some displaying happening

which then developed into a full blown fight, neither bird giving any quarter as they fenced like a couple of swashbuckling musketeers

Perhaps we should have video'd the fight as we promised we were going to do some YouTubing - that idea seems to have fallen by the wayside already. The video would have had the advantage of sound as there was a lot of 'wickering' going on while they were bickering. We chose one of the action shots and this time did remember to add it to our challenge, the previously forgotten number 57.

There was plenty of other birds to point the lens at too. 

In the previous years' challenges we've posted drake Pochards so to get a good view of a beautifully subtly marked female of this ever decreasing species was a bonus. 59.

We've had Ruff from here in past years too, real close ups as they do so this year tried for an in flight pic

Hmmm not brilliant

Hmm, a nicely marked individual but similar to previous years pics and not as close

Hmm not pin-sharp but tht's a good action pose so number 60 it is

After filling our waterfowl boots we moved on to the feeding station at the Kingfisher Hide where there was some nice light. Unfortunately we kept missing the Greenfinches when they perched ever so briefly on the shrubs the feeders hung from so we were unable to get a better challenge pic, this nicely illuminated one isn't allowed.

The Tree Sparrows were much more accommodating, once they'd decided to show up, 61.

Behind the hide, above the path, there are a couple of Tawny Owls - if you can find them! After about five minutes hard searching we did spot one lurking high in an Ivy covered Silver Birch tree but no matter where we stood we couldn't see its face. Still counts though, number 62. Believe it or not it was the talons gripping the branch that we spotted first  to give it away!

From the Ron Barker Hide there were few birds and they were mostly quite a long way off. We had a quick cold look at the Teal to see if the sometimes seen Green Winged Teal, was about - as far as we could tell it wasn't and we soon closed the window to keep the icy wind out. News was that the formerly regular Kingfisher was now the very occasional Kingfisher in the dyke in front of us so we made do with a pic of the reserve's bull stood right on the far side of its field  but there were no Barn Owls flying around between us and him, apparently there had been earlier in the morning.

We didn't stay long in the hide and replaced our steps back to the Tawny Owl, good job we did as this time we did find, just about, a gap through the leaves almost big enough to show most of its face. 

Time to spend sometime on the other side of the reserve. The old Swan Link Hide has better light than its new counterpart, the Lapwings in particular were looking rather dapper. 63.

There's not so many Whooper Swans around this year, still plenty like over 1000 but news on the street is there are still plenty unmigrated (is that a word?) in Iceland.

Close-up portraits are available too, not often you can get this close to this normally shy and wary species. 64.

Another shy and wary species as also coming so close that it would only just about fit in the frame, a Jackdaw, 65, was working its way back and forth along the water's edge. We don't know what it was as in all the time we were watching it it didn't pick anything up, it was definitely looking for something in particular.

The second feeding station was lively mostly with Goldfinches and Chaffinches but no sign of the hoped for Brambling that everyone was on the look out for.

Goldfinch, 66

A male Chaffinch perched up nicely giving us a much better pic to replace the rather grotty one of a female at Base Camp we'd already posted at number 55 but once downloaded it is instantly apparent that it's ringed so a no-no for our challenge....dohhhh the ' no hand of man' rule strikes again

So we had to make do with a nice little group of male Chaffinches instead, maybe one for replacing later but we quite like it so maybe not.

A busy little party of  Long Tailed Tits came in too, very lively and hard to get a clear shot of as they worked their way through the foliage to the feeders. We only managed to get one decentish pic to post at number 67.

We would have preferred this one - if only our shutter speed had been set a bit faster and the bird stayed within the depth of field instead of coming slightly towards us - jeez some folk are never happy!

Butties were munched while we were enjoying the activity around the feeders, a lively feeding station is always a joy to sit quietly and watch just taking in the action. Once lunch was over we moved on again having a look at another Tawny Owl location just inside the ornamental grounds without success and stopping only briefly at the Harrier Hide where the light was poor and there was little on view save for a few Gadwall and Teal anyway. Next up was the United Utilities Hide where reports suggested the Kingfisher was most likely to be seen these days. We had to use the upstairs viewing area as the hedge has grown so much it now obscures much of  the view from the lower deck and will do so more come spring and new leaves - which we saw only a few feet away on a Hawthorn bush along the path to the tide - already! A bit of hedge laying is required between now and then we think.

from the top deck there's a good view of the grazing marshes and main mere but everything was a bit distant, the only thing to come almost close was a fly-by Cormorant, 68.

One of the further fields held a flock of Grey Lag Geese which we began to peruse to see if there were any tardy Pink Footed Geese with them, almost all of those leave the reserve during the day only retuerning  to roost for the night but there's often a few that have been injured by the wildfowlers and less able or even unable to fly kicking about. It was while checking through the Grey Lags that we saw some movement on our side of the ditch in front  of the flock, a couple of Brown Hares, very nice to see as we always seem to rue thhe fact we never see any large mammals appart from the herd of (conservation grazing) Longhorn Cattle here, not that Brown Hares are large but a Roe Deer or even a Red Deer or the occassional Wild Boar wouldn't go amiss on the odd visit. Nearest we've got is a buck Fallow Deer approaching the reserve from the farmland behind the Ron Barker Hide a few years ago.

Gremlin ears lol

After a while the Brown Hares tucked themselves up beside a tussock and went to sleep so we went back to the task of checking the geese until JG pointed out a couple in the corner of the flock to us. 69

By now it was getting near time for the afternoon swan feed spectacle so we made our way back to the Discovery Hide to wait for the Ranger to appear wit ha barrow-load of grain for the eagerly awaiting waterfowl, many of which had already got themselves into prime positions. That is until someone else wants your prime position. We think that's what happen with these Pintails. The male and a duck were sitting together quietly on the bank having a bit of snooze before the food arrived when a second female left the water, walked up the bank and promptly laid into the drake.

his female wander off Stage Right while he was having none of the interruption and fought back

At one stage it looked as if aggression might have turned into hanky-panky

But the duck shifted her position and drove the drake into the water. After the action had settled down we noticed that original duck was still stood a few feet away apparently unconcerned with all the argy-bargy but loking closely at her we saw she was ringed.

There's more there than H0010

So as she moved around a bit we tried to get some more pics to fill in the blanks but could only manage to get a decent pic of the opposite side of the ring and that wasn't conclusive.

After a brief Twitter conversation with WWT's KB it would appear that the first digit must be F and the last could be/probably is 9 making FH00109, a female Pintail ringed at Martin Mere  on 31/10/2018

The Ranger appeared the food went down and the melee began. Shelducks began to fly in from all corners giving us the opportunity to get exactly the same pic fro our challenge as last year possibly from exactly the same seat too! 70 - must try to get something a little different soon!

Down in the scrum we spotted one of the Shelducks was Darvik ringed and doing our best to keep a bead on it in the scrum eventually a gap opened up and we got a clear pic.

No news on this one yet we'll keep you posted...

With daylight drawing to a close we decided to leave a little earlier than normal and try our luck with the local Little Owl not far from the reserve - it wasn't sat on its favourite barn roof today, better luck next time as we headed back to Base Camp.

In other news we've been enjoying a bit of snow, good views of the planets Venus, Jupiter, and very big star Antares and the almost twice the size of our sun Sirius when the skies have been clear and have spotted another Fox (could well have been the same one as the other day in a different place only a short Foxy saunter from where we saw it last time).

Where to next? Sorely tempted by the Blyth's Reed Warbler an hour or so down the road, off that way tomorrow but will be indoors all day. Let's hope the bird survives the up-coming cold weather and we can get down there on a sunny day when it's feeding actively.

In the meantime let us know who's got all the brains, yellow or otherwise, in your outback.

A bit of luck brings success

The Safari had a Mothers' Day wander along the prom at Rossall with Wifey and Monty. The tide was well out but the distant sea as flat calm, perfect for spotting any Harbour Porpoises or Grey Seals that might have been out there. We saw neither but did see a large raft of Eider ducks but too far away to count effectively or see if there was anything else with them.

We did bump in to the local flock of Linnets (PYLC #97) at the far end of our walk

and a few steps in to our return walk looking the other way across the beach watched a Grey Plover fly in and land not too far away.

Monty had fun, always on the lookout for other doggies to play with.

A Stonechat was unusual in that it was hopping about on the dog walking field rather than sitting on a fence post between the thin strip of dunes and the golf course.

Monday first thing out with Monty gave us a very late Patch 1 tick in the form of a singing Wren (P1 #26) surely we must have overlooked them down there so far this year, mid March before the first one can't be right! Later that morning saw us along Chat Alley again with Monty. The conditions looked good for a bit of migration although it was a bit chilly, the wind was south easterly though so you never know.

There wasn't much about at all. A couple of local Pied Wagtails and a small number of migrating Meadow Pipits overhead, a couple being seen coming in-off the sea but most were 'heard onlys'.

Here and there were Turnstones scattered around finding any pickings washed up by the high tide or more likely left by the recently left anglers

Just after we took the pic above something caught our eye down by our boots. A deceased Bumble Bee, emerged too soon and got caught out by the return of the cold weather and lack of nectar bearing plants, there's  hardly a Dandelion to be seen yet and even the Coltsfoot flowers on the cliffs aren't particularly advanced yet.

The tide hadn't gone out enough for the Redshanks to leave their roost on the old boating pool wall.

We'd walked the full length of the Chat Alley from Gynn Square to Norbreck Castle and back without so much as a sniff of a Wheatear.

Tuesday saw us on safari with CR beyond the Southside across the Mersey and just into Cheshire. The weather forecast was for fine weather but the drive down the motorway was through heavy rain, we weren't hopeful it would stop. But our luck changed and the rain dried up as we left the motorway and by the time we arrived at Moore nature reserve the sun as trying its best to shine through the thinning cloud.

We spent a good few minutes at the nearest hide to the car park where a Little Grebe was giving us superb close views, when it was on the surface. It dived repeatedly and for long periods searching for what turned out to be Caddisfly nymphs, C getting some pics of it surfacing with them in its beak.

After a while it was time to go and look for the star attraction. We walked down the lane and we explained to C that finding our quarry could be tricky unless we hear it calling or drumming first. He asked what they sound like and we said a bit like a Kestrel and then a billi-second later we said 'just like that!' The call came from the usual corner of the woods 100 yards in front of us and two other birders came round the corner pointing towards the tree tops.

They'd seen it earlier but lost it but knew roughly where it went. A couple of minutes or so later we picked it up high in the upper branches of a large tree. It showed well and we got stupendous views in our bins but it was tricky to get pics of as it probed the bark for food never turning its face away from the woodwork for us.

Still we were very happy to connect so quickly, the birding gods being with us today after our two ill-fated twitches for the Hawfinches.
Very lucky too as once we'd lost it it wasn't seen again all day at all by anyone we spoke to.

The sound track of the day was a notoriously invisible Green Woodpecker (119) probably more than one and perhaps more than two even trilling Little Grebes and later once the sun strengthened mewing Buzzards.

Walking round the rest of the western part of the reserve we didn't see much else, certainly no early Chiffchaffs were in yet.

The thicket of Gorse on the way up to the Raptor Watchpoint hadn't been warmed enough to smell of Coconuts but there was a big splurge of Yellow Brain Fungus (or is it a Slime Mould?) on one of the stems.

After lunch in the car park we hit the eastern half of the reserve. The pools were quiet, just a few Tufted Ducks and a couple of pairs of Goldeneyes on the first one. The Birch woods were even quieter, in fact the main things we noted here were the numerous fungi. odd for 'spring' perhaps as they're more normally associated with autumn.

Jelly Ear on Elder - still can't get used to this 'new' PC name for this species

Unknown species on Silver Birch

But the star of the show was covering a fallen log on the woodland floor. The fairies have been hard at work there. A shed load of Scarlet Elf Cups dazzled in a shaft of light. What a stunning thing they are - wildlife doesn't have be feathered or cute n cuddly to be awesome - just look at the colour of those little beauties!

A chat to a couple of passing birders told us that the pair of kingfishers at the Eastern Reedbed were showing well and chasing each other around. But when we got there there was little to be seen, a couple of Little Grebes, a Great Crested Grebe down at the far end of the pool, a Green Woodpecker was heard from the fringing line of trees...again! and a pair of Shovelers shoveled but not a Kingfisher to be seen.

Then we heard a distinctive whistle and a flash of electric blue shot across the face of the reeds across the pool in front of us. Unfortunately it landed just a little too far away. Who cares, we got cracking views as it looked for fish below; its head staying almost motionless as the reed it was perched on waved about in the gentle breeze. 

The all black bill tells us this is a male Kingfisher (PYLC #99)

It did a couple of fly rounds getting slightly nearer but more obscured before eventually going to sit in a Willow bush much further away and much more obscured - still happy days!

A great day out o safari and big thanks to C for the driving.

Our next safari was with our children's group when we were out on the hunt for Frog spawn. The ponds we looked in were very full of rain and cold snow-melt water and we had no luck in finding any spawn. But that's not to say our nets didn't pull out anything at all from the ponds.

Backswimming Water Boatman

Brown Lipped Banded Snail - found in the grass not a pond

A damselfly nymph

Ramshorn Snails

At last a Frog - found in the wet grass close to the pond

And then there were two

Safely released in to the edge of the pond where they were not going to get trodden on

It was a cold day and there weren't many signs of spring although the shiny golden flowers of this Lesser Celandine brightened up proceedijgs.

As we led the group to our last pond one of the mothers called us back as her very young son had just spotted a little bird in a Bramble thicket and it was eating a huge caterpillar. We'd totally walked passed it but as our eye level was very different to his that's perhaps not so surprising! Anyway we turned back to find a Goldcrest (PYLC #100) wrangling a sizeable green caterpillar. The camera was set up for small close things in white buckets so our hastily taken pics aren't quite the best but we were thrilled that group got to see this interesting piece of behaviour from a bird most of them, if not all, had never heard of before.

An awesome find for someone so young. Before too long, sadly, we'll need another David Attenborough; could he be the one???

The last pond gave us a very interesting sighting, no Frogs but something much more unusual and rarely seen. At the edge of the pond there was a floating thing which we recognised as a giant shell of a Swan Mussel. It was just about reachable with the longest handled net in the group and a bit of risky stretching down a steep bank on our part.

When we lifted the shell from the net the animal fell from it - yuk - rank!!!

The boy in the blue hat poking out above the shell is the lad who spotted the Goldcrest

But what a cool find, then one of the group spotted a second in the pond but that was well out of reach. They are probably victims of the cold spell last week. We certainly didn't expect to find those but that's what going out on safari is all about - you just never know what you're going to come across and that's what makes watching wildlife so exciting, there's always something new to see and learn.

And learning about wildlife is something we all need to do. while we were on site there was a Community Payback team cutting down the adjacent hedge to its roots. They are supposed to be on reparation work for their crimes and yet someone had instructed them to do work that was actually forcing them into breaking the law - a ridiculous situation but we're not blaming the lads rather the site manager who has apparently been told about this before...a case for Vicarious Liability perhaps?

The following day saw us out to the east for a riverside mooch with GB and Monty, it was a wildlife, geography and history sort of a walk. 

Brock mill

We took some other pics but they are for another blog, perhaps a guest blog on another blogger's site, at a later date.

The river gave us good views of a Dipper and Grey Wagtails but we weren't expecting to hear a Tawny Owl (120) hooting in the middle of the day.

Yesterday we took Monty for yet another walk along Chat Alley in the afternoon and this time we struck lucky even though it was late in the day there were two Wheatears (121) on the cliffs, they have usually passed through along here by mid morning.

Then just to prove migration can be all day thing we heard Whooper Swans (Garden #18) going over Base Camp as we sat at the 'puter - probably the 13 seen by SD minutes earlier a mile or so to the south of us and reported on Twitter.

So yet another great week out on safari and we're thrilled to get the ton-up for our Photo Year List Challenge beating last year to 100 by five days, the Stanley Park Chough on 19th March last year. The front runners are approaching 200 but they do have the advantage of having had a foreign holiday to sunny climes away from the northern snows, two other challengers are a little ahead in the low hundreds and two are nipping at our heels in the high 90s...still all to play for and it's all a bit of educational fun, we're certainly enjoying seeing pics of birds we've never heard of before and learning about the birding in places we'll almost definitely never visit.

Where to next? Not sure what's happening this coming week we have family duties on the Southside that may give the opportunity for a stop off somewhere and then there's a bit of a trip coming up.

In the meantime let us know who's doing the quality wildlife spotting in your outback