Fixed

The Oystercatcher photograph helped me fix my computer problem. I fretted for a half a day over why I couldn’t print Word documents, multitasking between fiddling with various settings and looking through my latest photographs from Conder Green, Lane Ends and the moss. Then while doctoring the Oystercatcher picture on Photoshop I thought I would try to print a photograph; when the black of the oycs came out mottled and runny it finally dawned on me where the problem lay. So I fitted a new black ink cartridge that replaced a dodgy one and hey presto problem solved.

Oystercatcher
Oystercatcher
The Oystercatchers were in good voice, displaying over Conder Pool whilst they sorted out who would get the prime spot on the rocky little island. There was an Oystercatcher with a badly deformed bill that I guess won’t be a prime partner but through Photoshop I fixed it for the bird to have a smarter bill.

Oystercatcher
"Fixed" Oystercatcher
The rest of the birds came mainly in singles, Coot, Little Grebe, Snipe, Goldeneye and Canada Goose but 8 Wigeon, 6 Tufted Duck, 14 Teal in the shallows and 6 of the aforesaid Oystercatchers.

Canada Goose
Wigeon
Teal
I stopped off at Lane Ends where I caught up with the Fieldfare again, and where the buckthorn berries look less colourful and appetising everyday. A Kestrel perched out in the sun for about two seconds before it took to hiding. It’s difficult to fix photographs where branches make up most of the frame; the story of my life this last week. But then a Pied Wagtail in the car park compensated me a little.

Kestrel
Kestrel
Fieldfare
Pied Wagtail
Later on I went to Rawcliffe Moss to meet the other lads and cut some rides in readiness for the spring mist netting.So first I stopped off early to get pictures again and hopefully not many Photoshop fixes would be required on a bright blue afternoon with no branches to get in the way.

Chaffinch
Wren
Blackbird
Robin
Corn Bunting

Change Tack

Today at Out Rawcliffe I altered my approach and looked out for singing birds and signs of spring rather than looking for wintering birds and winter flocks.

The Little Owl was there again, the usual spot. So although that's three times this week to take their portraits, who could resist another one even if this bird did insist on hiding partially behind a branch?

Little Owl
Just seconds after taking the owl’s portrait a male Sparrowhawk flashed over the hedgerow in front of me and out of sight as normal but at least it means they are about the farm somewhere.

Down on the moss scattered about the farm I counted 4 Corn Buntings and their “jangling keys” song, but they weren’t all thinking of spring song as a flock of 10 fed around some discarded barley near the barn, others waiting for me to clear off. Such a wary species, but good to get a few pictures. There was also a pretty accommodating Pied Wagtail finding food here.

















Corn Bunting
Pied Wagtail

Pied Wagtail
I walked the track towards Nateby and clocked up 8 pairs of Grey Partridge, 11 singing Chaffinch, 2 drumming Great-spotted Woodpeckers, 2 singing Yellowhammers, Tree Sparrows at 3 nest boxes and 4 Buzzards circling over the woods, mewing and displaying. Then flocks of 17 Linnets and 7 Goldfinch with 2 singing Skylarks.

From the fir wood I flushed a Peregrine from the tree tops but the crows also saw it and voiced their disapproval. Nailed to a tree the gamekeepers had shown their own displeasure of Carrion Crows – “to discourage the others” as they say.

Gamekeeper’s Warning

Towards the Conifer Copse

Through the Conifer Copse
I found a few lingering Yellowhammers and Tree Sparrows at the now run down feeding station, as well as an expectant Robin and a bunch of Roe Deer, now more tolerant since the shooting season ended.

Robin

Roe Deer
Perhaps as important as the things I saw this morning were the things I didn’t see: very few Wrens, not many Robins, 1 Song Thrush but about 8/10 Blackbirds, so perhaps a bit early to say the winter had a devastating effect but we’ll see.

Picture Post

I'm struggling for time to blog this evening so I'm just posting a few pictures from Over Wyre that I took today

Tree Sparrows at Pilling

Little Owl at Gulf Lane

Little Owl at Gulf Lane

Glasson Dock

Greenshank and Spotted Redshank, Conder Green

Teal at Conder Green

Teal at Conder Green

Teal at Conder Green

A While Away

After a morning at the gym I had a few hours to show my new wheels around the patch. Nothing too muddy yet to spoil the newness and anyway it’s still a bit cold for buckets of water and a chamois leather.

By the time I arrived at Lane Ends the tide was well in, right up to the sea wall in fact and I had been remiss in not checking either tide heights or time for the past few days leaving myself out of sync. I decided to just walk to Pilling Water in the hope of seeing some evidence of springtime in the shape of bird behaviour or new arrivals. Firstly I walked to the east pool to check on the duck but noticed a couple of male Pied Wagtails along the tide line that I am sure were newly in. The pool was quiet, even the “mallards” were down in numbers and I counted more Goldeneye than I did bread hungry Mallard, with 4 Goldeneye drakes and 3 ducks. A male Goldeneye certainly thought it spring as I watched it display to females with a variety of comical head throwing, neck stretching plus other posturing and calling, with a female positively encouraging him at times. Now there’s a novelty chaps.

Goldeneye

Goldeneye

Goldeneye
In the trees surrounding the pool I saw a pair of Long-tailed Tit and heard a couple of Wrens, Dunnocks and Robins singing so they at least survived the winter. Heading towards Pilling Water I counted over 200 Redshank along the tide line and on the lower levels of the sea wall, plus several Oystercatcher, 1 Snipe, 3 Black-tailed Godwit, 2 Little Egret and 18 Curlew.

Up at the pool I sat in the still biting south easterly for a while where on the higher part of the marsh towards Fluke I counted more Redshank, 2 more Little Egrets, 170 Dunlin, 40 Lapwing and that elusive Ruff, still about but seemingly spending time both out here and on the inland stubble at random. On the edge of the lapping water were 2 Meadow Pipits, 1 Skylark and 1 Rock Pipit. There was a report of a Snow Bunting here about four days ago but no sign of it today.

The walk back to Lane Ends was uneventful but brisk as a means of warming up again. Back in the motor I switched on the heated seat and the blower before I headed off towards Damside and Fluke Hall Lane. I would never describe my birding as desperate but March can be a cruel unrewarding month; the winter birds thinning out when flocks break up and birds head back from whence they came some months ago. Meanwhile I wait for the first Chiffchaffs and Wheatears and the bulk arrivals a few weeks and miles away in Africa or the Med with no incentive to fly into a cold UK spring.

It must have been quiet, I even counted the gulls on the Fluke Hall stubbly wet, 135 Black-headed Gull and 40 Common Gull. There were 45 Dunlin, 70 Golden Plover and 120 Lapwing, but several Lapwing now displaying and paired up across the wider area away from the general flock. No excuses for having a picture of a Lapwing again, they really are a true sign of spring and just wonderful to watch and listen to.

Lapwing
Also on the stubble with the Lapwing and Redshank was a Stock Dove, not a species we see a lot or hear much about, but a first for my camera.

Stock Dove
I stopped at Knott End to put out Twite food following the cleansing of the recent high tides that washed all the previous food into oblivion. Better luck tomorrow.

A Little Consolation

On the way home from Will’s I stopped off at a Little Owl box to look for activity in the locality. Wonderful, the owl sat close to the box which it often does recently. But it has done the same in previous years without continuing on to actually use the box for nesting. At least I got a few shots in the sunshine and made a mental note to check the box contents in a month or two. It was something of a consolation prize for a slow morning’s ringing. Close to there was also a Yellowhammer in full voice, not at all surprising given the events in the earlier part of the morning.

Little Owl

Little Owl
After the catch of over 30 Siskins 10 days ago coupled with Will’s count of 70/80 in the garden 5 days previously we hoped for a good catch today. But even in that short period things changed so much that it was not only the numbers of Siskin that declined, but also the other finches and Blackbirds. In the last week lots of species have begun to sing as they moved from wintering localities, things pointing to the real beginning of spring.

A three hour session saw us catch 12 birds only:

1 Dunnock
1 Robin
2 Goldfinch
3 Chaffinch
1 Siskin
1 Coal Tit
2 Blackbirds
1 Blue Tit

The finches now sport brighter spring colours, particularly the 3 adult male Chaffinch that we caught with blueing heads and the bright as a button female Goldfinch.

Chaffinch

Siskin

Goldfinch
Will showed me his new Siskin feeder recycled from an old biro and the HP bottle featured on this blog recently, and whilst the Siskin like it, I personally favour the brown liquid on my butties rather than nyger seed.

HPSauce?
Other birds seen this morning included about 8 Siskin in total, 25 Woodpigeons, 2 Nuthatch, 2 Treecreeper, Sparrowhawk, 12 Jackdaw and 2 Grey Heron.

Grey Heron
Will lives close to the Claughton heronry where an estate worker said recently he counted a dozen Grey Heron rather than the normal 40 or so at this time of year. I found a dead Grey Heron just last week which didn’t surprise me given the severity of our winter, so the news from Claughton could prove ominous for recent Grey Heron survival rates.

Twitter

No ringing for me this morning when no one else seemed available, so last night I looked forward to whatever came along. I didn’t set the alarm clock but let my natural rhythms take account of the increasing light of the spring which woke me before 0630. Not quite the 0330 start that a month or twos time promises but still a shock to the system after the long winter nights. Warm and snug under the duck down duvet did at least inspire me to think about where to go – Knott End to try and get a few pictures of the jetty loving Eider but also the regular flock of Twite. I emptied yet another can of de-icer on the car windscreen and set off.

Of course Twite twittered long before twittering became the latest and most imperative social function; after all, that’s how they came to be called Twite. I saw and heard the flock of 25, take one or two, twittering away from the roof of a block of flats where they go when disturbed by bird watchers, photographers and uncontrolled dogs. They twittered from the ridge tiles, twittered when they flew down, twittered as they fed on the marsh, then twittered all over again when they went for a fly around. And I got a few pictures even though the light was pretty poor, but I need to go back when it’s sunny.

Twite

Twite
As I hung around the jetty I think the ferry man set off from Fleetwood for my fare but then seemingly then turned around mid stream when I walked in the other direction. Hope I didn’t wreck his early brew, but my mission was more important than his first cup of tea. The tide rolled in slowly to allow my counts of 1200 Oystercatcher, 15 Turnstone, 18 Redshank, 1 Ringed Plover, 55 Knot, 2 Cormorant, 65 Shelduck, 5 Eider, 2 Pied Wagtails and 1 Meadow Pipit. The Eider were not very accommodating, waddling off into the water instead of sitting watching the world go by from the jetty end as they usually do.


Eider

Knot

Knot

Ringed Plover

Turnstone

Pied Wagtail
It’s a shocking forecast for Sunday and whilst it looks like the south of England will bear the brunt of rain, I don’t see us northerners getting out either. Then on Monday I’m off to ditch the old Honda and trade it in for another product from The Land of the Rising Sun which will at least allow me to go Lancaster way incognito for a while until PW susses me out. Tuesday is babysitting so that’s me thwarted for a day or two.

But it’s only two weeks before we see one of these fellas to cheer us up.

Picture courtesy of Bjorn Torrisen at
http://bjornfree.com/galleries.html

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