A Waiting Game

We’ve pencilled in Thursday morning for a spot of ringing when the low pressure should be long gone taking the wind with it. Not so this morning when another blowy morning saw me hit the Pilling patch and birding via Fluke Hall first.

The always shy Tree Sparrows are spending lots of time waiting around in the hedgerows at the moment because both the adults and young of the year undergo a complete moult, a time when they become more vulnerable to predators. I watched a gang of about 30 of them near Fluke Hall, and then as I tried counting the sparrows I spied a young Blackcap and 3 Whitethroat flitting through the same hawthorns, with several Goldfinch and Chaffinch about too.

Whitethroat
Blackcap
Tree Sparrow

At Lane Ends I ducked down behind the wall and headed up to Pilling Water where hugging the tideline I counted 2 Skylark, 4 Linnet and 30 Goldfinch, and then on the marsh 3 Little Egret and 2 Grey Heron. Ravens have become fairly frequent around here in recent years, today being no exception when a single one came from the south east, and then flew to the incoming tideline where it squabbled with a Carrion Crow for a while before the big one croaked off towards Fluke Hall.

Against the stiff wind I made a few counts along the way: 28 Shelduck, 55 Curlew, 2 Wigeon, 115 Lapwing, 22 Ringed Plover and 18 Dunlin. At the wildfowler’s pools I watched about 240 Teal take flying practice when without warning whole gangs of them suddenly and with no apparent reason erupted from the water. They would head off west or south, circle around for a minute or two and then just as quickly as they left, return in tight formation with a headlong rush for the safety of the quiet, food-filled pools.

Teal

There was single male Wheatear this morning, the bird on the usual spot but almost certainly a different bird to recent days. There had been a a number of Swallows al morning, a dozen or two near Fluke, a couple at Lane Ends, but also a steady movement west along the shore that included House Martins. My morning count came to 150+ Swallow and 12 House Martin.

It was near the sea wall I settled down, hidden in the damp grass to watch the antics of a gang of local Swallows, recently fledged youngsters still relying on food from parents. Although there was no sun to enhance the Swallow’s plumage, the birds were close enough to get a few pictures. It’s almost September and these could be my last Swallow images until they return next year.

Swallow
Swallow
Swallow
Swallow
Swallow
Swallow

Week’s End

This morning wasn’t the best for birding or mist netting so I took the opportunity to catch up with the Swallows at Hambleton where after a late, somewhat delayed season three second broods were all at similarly ideal stages for rings. I ringed 15 youngsters from three nests with two other nests ready in three or four more days. By the end of this season it will have been an average one for productivity with about 60 youngsters from the small site, but a little later than normal and only a slim chance of third broods into September.

Swallow
Swallow

The weather improved towards lunchtime so I headed out to Lane Ends, Pilling. I took up pole position in the birder’s car park before setting off for a stroll then headed west along the sea wall where I noted 2 Willow Warblers in the trees below the car park. A wildly calling gull drew my attention to an overhead circling Buzzard gradually gaining height but also drifting east until it simply disappeared out of sight.

A single Wheatear was all I found between Lane Ends and Pilling Water but I sat on the stile to watch the just medium tide roll in and count just 4 Linnet, 1 Greenfinch and 6 Goldfinch. It now seems likely that the dozens of finches, mostly Linnets and Greenfinches, along here in early July were simply post juvenile flocks and not any genuinely autumnal gatherings, as the numbers in August remain stubbornly low.

Little Egrets returned today with two birds moving Broadfleet and the wildfowler’s pools where I also counted 30+ fast-flying Teal and 17 Shelduck.

Little Egret
Teal
Shelduck

The medium tide didn’t bring any large numbers of waders today, unlike Wednesday when I counted 900+ Curlew; today’s count was more like 300, with just 2 Golden Plover, 7 Dunlin, 8 Redshank, 5 Oystercatcher and 1 Greenshank. Also on Wednesday were Sandwich Terns when I managed a few pics, but unfortunately no terns today, just 300 Black-headed Gulls.

Sandwich Tern
Sandwich Tern
Black-headed Gull

It was a quiet end to the day but also to the week and there’s rain forecast for Saturday and Sunday. But with luck there’s a gap or two between the raindrops and you never know, chance of a spot of birding and another post on Another Bird Blog.

Short And Sweet

At last I was out to the old patch for a couple of hours where it really felt like the two weeks and more since my last visit, not just the elapsed time but the fact that while I was away the weather changed from autumn to winter; and now on December 1st the shortest day beckons. Fortunately the Fylde coast still has no real snow, just a smattering this afternoon to remind us that it is almost everywhere in the UK except around here where the sun shone brightly for me, if only for an hour or two.

Luckily I remembered the way down Wheel Lane, past a watching Kestrel to the stubble field, where the “Beware Flooded Road” sign should now read “Beware Ice” but it didn’t. I think the Whooper Swans have been around the whole time I was away and their numbers didn’t disappoint today at about 125 somewhat distant birds where their constant social activities keep the shallow water from freezing completely. I stepped out of the car to get a better look across the field and flushed a single Snipe from a sunny, thawing spot in the grass, but apart from the swans and a few dozen Pink-footed Geese, the entire fields seemed devoid of much else.

Kestrel
Whooper Swan

At Damside I stopped to clock the regular Little Owl near the sewage works where I also counted over 350 Curlew and 40 Lapwing, the Curlew using the longer grassed field, but the Lapwings split equally between that and the sheep grazed field opposite.

Lapwing

Lane Ends was quiet with both pools almost completely frozen, with just enough open water to allow the mixed ethnicity Mallards breathing space. Smaller birds were few and far between, with just 5 Robin, 4 Blackbird, 8 Moorhen and a single Pied Wagtail entered in my notebook. From the car park I counted 3 Little Egret out on the marsh and a male Sparrowhawk leaving the trees behind me before it continued along the sea wall. The sun still shone out so I continued up to Pilling Water where many hundreds of wildfowl fed in the partly frozen channel and others murmured along the grazed marsh. There were so many, packed so tight, some very distant, and with my reluctance to scare them off, my count is more a guesstimate; 500 Wigeon, 600 Teal and 300 Mallard, but if anyone cares to do a recount from the partial view below the figures may be different.

Wildfowl
Wigeon
Wigeon

Also up here, 2 Meadow Pipit, 2 Grey Heron flying inland, another Little Egret, plus 4 Snipe in the partially frozen ditches.

Snow clouds rolled in from the darker south and east as light flurries of the white stuff broke out, and at 1430 the light began to fade. Oh for the Cyprus light and sun! But instead I rode to Gulf Lane hoping for a winter afternoon Barn Owl or maybe a second frosty day Little Owl. Not quite, but I did get winter thrushes, 40 or so Fieldfares and 2 Pied Wagtails. Soon it was over, the weak snow persisted enough to keep the sky dark and by 1530 gulls and geese headed for their roosts, as did I.

Fieldfare

Finding Finches

1300 hours and the rain has set in for the rest of the day, so I might as well blog for a while; it’s just as well that I got out this morning, paid a few visits, and got a picture or two.

Thursday morning is my trip to the shops, and the compulsory detour along the Esplanade where come autumn, even boring old Knott End may have a few tricks up its sleeve. There had been sightings of Twite back in town, so with a bag of Black Magic, nyjer seed, I checked out last year’s spots at the slipway and below the walkway where I emptied bags of the feed. Someone had beaten me to it, I think I know who, but what the heck it worked already with 4 Twite in attendance, plus a Rock Pipit and a Pied Wagtail. We’ll see what happens this year compared to last when 3 months of ice and cold kept the Twite coming back for more and almost certainly helped them survive the hard winter.

Twite
Rock Pipit

I decided to give Pilling a miss this morning, but instead pay a visit to Farmer John, and check on his finch flock at Cockersands. One of these days there may be a ringing session there if ever the wind drops to something equal to or less than 5mph because on anything more the mist nets would be exposed. Ringers, they are so demanding.

PW and JB saw a lone Brambling with the Greenfinch yesterday. I saw the Brambling today and even managed to take a picture of it amongst the 100+ Greenfinch, 8 Linnet, 10 Chaffinch and 2 Reed Bunting. The Greenfinch proved difficult to photograph as they work on the principle of “one flies, we all fly” and they also favour flying up to the overhead wires when cars pass by.

Greenfinch
Greenfinch
Brambling
Greenfinch
Chaffinch
Chaffinch

I dodged round to Conder Green where I hoped I might get a few more photographs; but things have gone very quiet and all I could muster were 6 Little Grebe, 1 Tufted Duck, 2 Wigeon, 1 Little Egret, 4 Snipe and several Redshank. I really shouldn’t forget the 80+ Teal which if disturbed by passers-by always put on a fabulous flying display. Remember the plaster flying ducks that grannie had over the mantelpiece; you know, the ones the family threw in the rubbish skip when the old dear passed away?

Teal
On the way back home I passed the entrance to Lane Ends, and I heard the Chiffchaff in full song; I resisted the temptation for a quick look but decided to save it for another Pilling day.

Iceland Delivers

The weather of the past week or so brought in a wind-blown juvenile Red-necked Phalarope to Lytham St Annes today, which wasn’t a complete surprise or without precedent, although it’s a good few years that I saw both a Grey Phalarope and a Red-necked Phalarope together on Fairhaven Lake in similar circumstances. Wherever I went today I looked in suitable locations for a phalarope but didn’t find another, especially a Red-necked Phalarope in breeding plumage.

Red-necked Phalarope

When I got to Lane Ends I was surprised by the overnight arrival of huge numbers of Pink-footed Geese. So ringers weren’t the only ones waiting for the winds to subside, and as the low pressure moved across to Scandinavia it allowed the geese a nice window of opportunity to head south from Iceland. Initially I counted what I thought to be about 700 birds out on the marsh, and then two microlight aircraft came by, one seemingly buzzing the geese and panicking them into the air twice, as the other craft landed heavily out on the sands. The only beneficiary of this was me being able to get a more accurate count of 1200 birds, a large increase on the parties of 8 and 40 I had seen earlier in the week.

Pink-footed Geese
Bird Scarer

The goose frighteners also put to flight 9 Little Egrets that had been feeding in the ditches and out towards the tideline; in addition they alarmed 3 similarly hidden Greenshank that then flew off to find somewhere quieter. The disturbance also caused a couple of parties of Teal to fly back towards the wildfowler’s pools, just 30 in total.

Teal

I turned my attention to passerine hunting, but could find low numbers only, less than 10 each of Linnet, Goldfinch and 2 Skylark, with 12 Meadow Pipit, the latter species yet to appear in anything like the numbers it should by mid-September. There were 6 Wheatears about so I tried my luck, weighing up where the birds fed and how they might react to my movements and the traps themselves. I had one success, an adult female, but had my second trap not broke a vital part at a crucial time I would almost certainly have bagged another as when I approached the trap, two other Wheatears were closely watching the already caught bird.

The bird turned out to have a wing length of 96mm, just outside the range of any “Greenland” types and was almost certainly of Icelandic origin, given the time of year and the incidence of geese and phalaropes.

Wheatear - Adult Female
Wheatear - Adult Female

There was nothing much else about so I wound my way to Cockersands and a check on the set aside with a view to ringing some finches soon. Zero, not a bird, such is the life of a ringer, but checking what birds are up to is the name of the game. I did see the local Kestrel, maybe that explains it. On my way back I found a single Ruff on a private field, and on a private pool of its own so left it in peace.

Whistle In The Wind

I was thankful to get out at all after a poor weekend’s weather, a lost day yesterday then more wind and rain before lunch today. There were Leach’s Petrel off the coast today, at Cleveleys and Cockersands, but I didn’t see any from Pilling where the tide was too low, the edge of the tide beyond the green marsh. I did see a few bits and pieces even though I read the tide table wrong and arrived at Pilling far too early. It wasn’t a problem when the sun came out for a while and although it was very windy, I was reasonably comfortable tucked down a hollow in the sea wall. Much better anyway than standing in a raging wind at Starr Gate or Cleveleys looking for petrels and having grockles say “ Are there many ships today?”

Leach’s Petrel

I wasn’t totally surprised when 8 Pink-footed Geese appeared from the north, flying quickly south over the wall and inland, bang on cue as harbingers of winter I suppose on September 14th. I was making a count of the Curlew when a single Whimbrel appeared, whistling as it flew overhead in the same direction as the pinkies. The Whimbrel often known as the “Seven Whistler”, is often associated with a Celtic superstition of the 'seven-whistlers', supposedly a group of six birds looking for a seventh - hearing the call augured death or other disaster. I hope it was just a coincidence that soon after the bright yellow Air Ambulance helicopter flew across the bay towards Cockersands.

Whimbrel

The Curlew numbered their usual 700+ and Lapwing 130, but the smaller waders were too far out, keeping low in the wind and hidden by the green marsh. I did note 2 fairly close Greenshank, 2 Snipe and a single overflying Golden Plover. The wildfowl were more easily counted, with 4 Wigeon, 2 Greylag, 45 Pintail, 180 Shelduck, 3 Great-crested Grebe and 500+ Teal, some of which made their way to the wildfowler’s pools for an easy meal. The Kingfisher appeared from behind me once more, then shot out along the channel towards the tide, and I didn’t see it again, but I’m pretty sure it didn’t cross the bay to distant Heysham.

Teal

There were a few Linnets about today, less than 10 but I did note 8 new in Wheatears, and as is often the case with Wheatears, they arrive in windy conditions from the west or North West sector.

Wheatear

It looks to be more wind tomorrow with Leach’s on the cards and maybe a few North American passerines in Scilly and Ireland. In fact if Ireland didn’t get in our way, they might well landfall at Lane Ends.

Wednesday’s Chart

Wild At Heart

Another cloudy, windy, showery, north-westerly morning with no chance of a ringing session led me to Conder Green where there is always a good selection of birds with not too many Sunday Morning grockles for the first hour or two. The alternative was a bout of bush bashing in search of little brown or green jobs, if I could find a sheltered warm spot on our eternally windy coast. I suppose that is the only downside of living so close to the sea, the isobars not only pack a bit closer, they often pack a punch on even the most innocuous looking morning.

It was the normal situation at CG, it seemed quiet with not a lot of birds immediately apparent, but I gave it time for the birds to show and a while for me to find them. The 7 Little Grebes were a bit more obliging this morning near the closest island with no need for me to go to the far end of the pool where they usually hang out, disinclined to venture very far. The 3 Wigeon were also reasonably close initially, but drifted off once they realised cameras and ‘scopes were about again; half a dozen Teal in the shallows also sloped off to a safer distance, but I had my doubts about how wild were the 4 Mallards.

Mallard
Little Grebe
Teal

I made the observation once before, but maybe it’s worth repeating. To wildfowl, and probably to waders with whom they frequently mix, a human pointing a telescope must look remarkably like one wielding a shotgun, a scenario which they remember and to which their instincts are attuned for an immediate response. Therefore we shouldn’t be surprised when at the first sight of the human form or noises associated with us, such birds flee from our presence. All the more reason then if we wish to observe and photograph birds is for us to learn and adopt fieldcraft, something so obviously lacking in many of the newer untutored birders who arrive hot foot from pager messages with expensive top of the range equipment but without an apprenticeship or the essential skills to acquire the best from their recent purchases.

Also on the pool, 1 Little Egret, 15 Lapwing, a Grey Heron and the Kingfisher doing a circuit of the pool before it disappeared to the furthest bank and out of sight. From the platform I watched a Wheatear that took a liking to the posts that mark the road during high tides, as it perched up on several of them in turn as passing cars made it favour one after the other. It’s not a bird I’ve ever seen much of just here, and they are much more likely to appear just up the road at Glasson.

In the creeks I counted 4 Greenshank, 3 Spotted Redshank, 6 Snipe, 2 Common Sandpiper, 7 Curlew, 18 Redshank, 1 Curlew Sandpiper, another Little Egret, 26 Teal and unusually, a Ringed Plover. I took some distance shots at ISO 800 in the poor light, but what a fine selection of waders all at close quarters and I asked myself why would anyone go elsewhere to see such birds?

Ruff and Spotted Redshank
Common Sandpiper

From the roadside I could see lots of Goldfinch in the hawthorns near the bridge so I drove round and checked them out. There was actually a flock of 120 birds flying between the marsh and the hedgerows near the viaduct, spooked a couple of times that I could see, by on the second occasion an overflying Sparrowhawk that obviously took a close interest in such a plentiful, easily caught supply of food.

I drove up to John’s set aside for a check on the finches using the plot. If it wasn’t so close to the road and passing traffic I am sure the numbers would increase from the 40 Greenfinch, 8 Chaffinch and 4 Linnet I saw today, but for now I am hoping there is a bit of a settled spell that builds up the flock followed by a windless, mist net suitable day.

Goldfinch
Chaffinch