Keep ‘Em Guessing

It was a good few weeks since the last full netting session at Out Rawcliffe so Will and I didn’t know quite what to expect. In the event our morning turned out to be both interesting and productive, with our first fledged juvenile (3J) caught. Most surprising were several more adult Whitethroats, newly arrived in the plantation since the previous 16 Whitethroats caught here during fairly intensive ringing during April and early May.

Our total came to 24 birds, 10 new and 14 recaptures which included a large proportion of warblers. New: 7 Whitethroat (6 adults and 1 newly fledged juvenile), 1 Sedge Warbler, 1 Blackbird and 1 Goldfinch, also a newly fledged bird.

Recaptures: 9 Whitethroat, 4 Sedge Warbler and 1 Willow Warbler. It was a little curious that we caught one Willow Warbler today, and whilst there may be females still sat on eggs or small young, we know of at least one completed nest with mobile young, plus we would usually expect to catch a few food gathering adults; we wondered if the cold, strong and persistent winds of the last three weeks have affected Willow Warbler productivity through the lack of suitable insect food? The next session or two should tell us.

The one Whitethroat nest we checked contained young too small to ring, but catching one newly emerged juvenile Whitethroat and watching other adults carrying food to hidden nests suggests that most Whitethroat nests have more days to go. There’s no sign of 3J Sedge Warblers yet.

Sedge Warbler
Whitethroat
"3J" Goldfinch
Whitethroat nest

So, all in all it was a stimulating session, and once again those mysterious birds simply keep us guessing most of the time.

Other birds seen today: 1 Little Owl, 2 Buzzard, a displaying Curlew, 2 Reed Bunting, 1 Great-spotted Woodpecker, 2 Stock Dove, 1 Garden Warbler, 1 Blackcap, 40 House Sparrow, 20 Swallow, 8 House Martin.

A Meagre Return?

They do say some birders hang up their bins then park their pagers on standby in the months of June and July, when all the birds are busy “at it” and there aren’t many rarities, a lack of targets to pursue. Me I just bash on with the hard slog of the local patch, tying up the loose ends of expected territories and hopeful nests.

Before today this year’s total of Lapwings ringed was a pathetic one. Today I tripled that score by finding two more, quite a feat in these Lapwing starved days. I looked through the ringing group’s totals of Lapwings ringed in previous years, curious to remind myself when the decline started. All right as a way of measuring Lapwing success it’s a fairly rough and ready guide because input varied in some years, but there’s no doubt that in the 1980s we made an effort to ring Lapwings, a task that became harder to justify in the 1990s when the Lapwing began to disappear from the Fylde. In 1988 we ringed 133 Lapwing chicks, in 1991 we managed 83 chicks, and in 1992 we got 59 youngsters; from then it was pretty much downhill until in the new millennium we rarely get into double figures. My two today came from two different broods, a single bird and then a chick with a sibling which I couldn’t find when crouched some distance away from the other.

Lapwing chick
Lapwing chick

At least both Lapwing chicks were almost flyers which lessens the likelihood of them becoming victims of the voracious Pilling crows: come winter time I wish Hi-fly would show as much enthusiasm for lowering the numbers of Carrion Crows on their land as they do to blasting the winter geese from the sky.

There was singing Blackcap and Reed Bunting at Lane Ends again, with a hidden brood of Little Grebes, but I spent my time along the sea wall counting Skylarks. I’m afraid they are still a bit of a mystery to me, at least 8 birds singing, some close together when there appears to be vacant territories, with both single birds and pairs moving about together. I reckon there are females sat on eggs somewhere, probably in inaccessible spots over the farmer’s fence, and more torn trousers. But there’s something very satisfying about finding a Skylark nest and I’ll leave it a day or two then try again when the adults may be carrying food.

Skylark
Skylark
Skylark

After problems in recent days it seems that most blog followers bar one are now able to post comments. So come on GG, no excuses now, especially after Google sorted out those Chinese hackers. It almost all makes sense now, it explains all those mystery hits, those guys weren’t really trying to hack US politicians, they were after Another Bird Blog’s secret recipe for bird nest soup.

Recipe – Bird Nest Soup

Well it looks like the weather may relent tonight and allow a little mist netting tomorrow. It will make a change for sure.

A Flap And A Glide

A dawn downpour hit the bedroom window and a strengthening wind put paid to any elaborate ringing plans, but determined to get out somewhere, I did the local patch Out Rawcliffe then flew across the fast moss road to check out Pilling.

It was when I got to the moss and waded through saturated long grass that I realised the early downpour had actually been a hail storm. In sheltered, cold spots I negotiated patches of still frozen, crunching hail stones underfoot but I found that more than a couple of Whitethroat nests had now hatched. I watched adults carrying bright green caterpillars near likely looking nesting spots close to abundant Willowherb, where the nests I know of had tiny young, one with eggs not hatched and chicks just a day or two old. The Whitethroats couldn’t rely on me to find the caterpillars hidden in the vegetation, but the adult birds feed the young every few minutes with a seemingly endless supply of the bugs, and have to do the same for 7 days a week and 10-12 days.

Whitethroat nest
Whitethroat

On my circuit of part of the farm I counted lots of singing birds, 17 Whitethroat, 1 Blackcap, 2 Yellowhammer, 4 Sedge Warbler, 6 Skylark, 1 Corn Bunting and 6 Willow Warblers, but the recent Garden Warblers may have departed. Some Willow Warblers have already finished nesting, and I saw my first family party today keeping together with the “hooeet” calls, but it won’t be long at all before the young birds have to make their own way in life. A displaying Curlew represented the waders, with a single Lapwing calling worriedly and acting as if it had chicks in the rough grass field. May 31st and I saw the first signs of Lapwing flocks today, a couple of small parties of less than 10 birds, both here and later at Pilling. These summer groups can hold the now flying young of the season, but more often they are gangs of failed breeding adults.

Lapwing

Overhead today were the resident Buzzards effortlessly gliding around the warming sky, plus 2 Ravens croaking loudly as they headed inland towards the hills and Garstang.

Buzzard

Lane Ends to Fluke was quiet, with Reed Bunting still hanging on in the plantation and a surprise bird here for 31st May, a Lesser Redpoll that flew off calling towards Fluke until lost out of sight. Waders have been scarce along here this dry spring, with today a couple of Lapwings telling their by now enormous chicks to crouch at my passing. I reckon just three pairs of Oystercatcher here, but there is a shortage of Redshank this year, both inland and on the seaward side of the wall – two cold winters? In fact I could find only one pair of Redshanks, when normally there might be five or six pairs along this stretch of coast.

Redshank

The wildfowler’s pools held little but Mallards and Shelduck with a highlight of my walk a large female Peregrine that tore through the sky above Fluke Hall in pursuit of a feral pigeon. The pigeon evaded capture and the falcon took off towards the shore down Preesall way. It was probably the female from the pair breeding at Fleetwood, a mile or two away as the Peregrine flies; just a flap and a glide back home for it and for me.

It’s Weird

Now I’m really stumped, trapped indoors with the rain and/or wind for the umpteenth day and unable to see a number of blog comments after readers tell me they can't post remarks to the blog.

So apologies, but Blogger says “Tuesday, May 24, 2011. We're investigating an issue which is preventing login and comment posting for some users, and hope to have a fix released shortly. Thanks for your patience in the meantime”. Well Blogger, it’s now Saturday May 28, I hope you are sure because GG is just bursting to have a pop at me for taking the hummingbird off the header, while many a reader is aching to complain about yet more pictures of cute little owls.

Ruby-throated Hummingbird by Ken Thomas
Little Owl by Phil Slade

It gets worse. I browsed through the blog stats to see just who and where the latest readers come from and for any clues as to why comments are going missing and I found a series of hits on the blog from the “Bing” search engine by people entering the phrase “El Nido bird’s nest soup”. OK the phrase includes the word “bird” but I’m fairly certain I would remember writing about a soup made from the nest of the Edible-Nest Swiflet, (Aerodramus fuciphagus) a bird found in the Philippines. So the mystery of why and how almost 20 new visitors found my blog yesterday and today must remain. And, just in case you were wondering, the recipe I found assumes a less than satisfactory understanding of basic hygiene – “Before cooking, the bird's nest must be soaked overnight in cold water. The softened nest should then be cleaned and devoid of any foreign matter, such as feathers and twigs”. Oh Really?

Edible-Nest Swiflet by Lip Kee Yap

At least someone found partly what they were looking for when they searched Google to buy a Hermann’s Tortoise in Alberta Canada but ended up looking at a picture of one in Menorca hiding from the glare of publicity on Another Bird Blog.

Hermann’s Tortoise

It’s time to get the kettle on now so to finish here’s a couple of unweird pictures of good old common British Birds on sunnier days, a Stonechat for PW and a Corn Bunting for me.

Stonechat
Corn Bunting

And if I don’t get out tomorrow, come hell or high water, I will go bonkers.

Like Rip Van Winkle

I changed the header picture to reflect the season of the year and remind me that I need to check the Swallow nests regularly now.

Yet another blowy morning today was not the best for simply birding so it restricted my activities to the said nest visits. The cool, insect free weather doesn’t help feeding Swallows much but the recent rain left a few puddles where the Swallows collect mud for nest building, usually by adding a new level of detritus to last year’s nest.

Swallow
Swallow nest

I’m not a believer in removing the old nests of Swallows. The old nests are often used in the following or subsequent years, and by leaving an old nest it probably gives the birds a head start when they come to start building, especially if there is a dry spring like this year; also the presence of old nests may play a part in courtship and pairing up. So all in all I leave well alone and let the Swallows decide how best to go about their nest choices. The number of nests is down this year with just four active at the moment, three with full clutches of five eggs and the final nest with 4 eggs, but there are plenty of Swallows around and a much needed hike in temperatures will surely get them more active.

Swallow

As I drove off site the reliable Little Owl was taking a nap. I think that’s what I’ll do, go for forty winks and then like Rip Van Winkle wake up in a few days’ time to discover the last ten days have been a meteorological nightmare and that the weather has now changed for the better.

Little Owl

But as it’s not much of a post today here are a couple of recent pictures to stop readers from falling asleep, two wide awake Bee Eaters doing what Bee Eaters do, and a Whinchat, ever alert to my attempts at photography.

Bee Eater
Whinchat

Opportunity Knocks

It was an opportunity too good to miss when the wind dropped a little overnight, so I planned a visit to Out Rawcliffe to ring the nest of Willow Warbler chicks and if the wind allowed, put a few nets up. I looked in my notebook to recall my last mist netting session before the holiday in Menorca and the later spell of atrocious weather back home and found it was exactly a month ago on 25th April. So with a couple of nets up and a little luck I might catch a few birds missed in the intervening period, new and late arrivals both.

Newly in since our early May visits were Garden Warblers, with 2 singing loudly from the ideal for them, more wooded part of the planation, and I caught one of the two. Other new birds caught were 2 Whitethroat and 2 Sedge Warbler plus a fine male Blackbird.

Recaptures were 3 Willow Warbler, 1 Sedge Warbler and 1 Whitethroat, all the Willow Warblers with previous histories from 2008, 2009, 2010 and early season 2011.

The Garden Warbler is probably a bit of a birder’s bird and a favourite of mine, so subtle in its shades of green, grey and yellow, so always immaculate, untroubled and calm in the hand. It is a difficult species to see well in its woodland habitat, and in bird books and guides it is often cruelly described as best recognised by its lack of field characteristics! Also because of what are to some people its unremarkable looks, the unfortunate Latin name Sylvia borin can become a source of jokes. However, to those in the know the Garden Warbler is anything but boring.

Garden Warbler
Garden Warbler
Sedge Warbler
Willow Warbler
Whitethroat
Blackbird

The Willow Warbler nest had 6 chicks of an ideal size to ring. Ringing nestlings gives so much more information than ringing full grown birds. With nestlings, and particularly when a nest record is completed, we know their precise age, exactly when and where they were born, the number of siblings, and sometimes the identity of their parents.

Willow Warbler chick

Earlier in the morning when I arrived on the farm I disturbed 2 Little Owls hunting around the farm machinery and buildings. Both used high perches and watched for prey items on the ground below, occasionally dropping down when they saw something of interest. Unfortunately I didn’t have more time to spend, so took a couple of hurried shots before heading up to the ringing spot, then I left them to their hunting.

Little Owl
Little Owl

A Ringed Audouin’s Gull

In Menorca recently I took several photographs of the beautiful Audouin’s Gull. The gull was named after the French naturalist Jean Victoire Audouin, who was a bit of an all-round clever clogs, an entomologist, ornithologist and a malacologist (molluscs).

Audouin’s in flight

Audouin's Gull Ichthyaetus audouinii is restricted to the Mediterranean and the western coast of Saharan Africa where it breeds on small islands colonially or alone, laying 2-3 eggs on a ground nest. In the late 1960s, this was one of the world's rarest gulls, with a population of only 1,000 pairs. It established new colonies, but remains rare with a population of about 10,000 pairs. This species, unlike many large gulls, rarely scavenges, but is a specialist fish eater, and is therefore strictly coastal and pelagic. This bird will feed at night, often well out to sea, but also slowly patrols close into beaches.

The adult resembles a small Herring Gull, the most noticeable differences being the striking red bill that invariably looks black in poor light or at a distance and the "string of pearls" white wing primary tips, rather than the large "mirrors" of some other species. The legs are grey-green. It takes four years for a bird to reach adult plumage.

Audouin’s Gull
That Bill

This species shows little tendency to wander from its breeding areas, but there were single records in the Netherlands and England in May 2003.

The Audouin’s patrol the Menorcan beaches all day long and like most gull species have adapted to taking any food left around by humans so tend to linger around beach front cafes and bars. I was lazing by the hotel pool one day when an Audouin’s dropped in for a drink of pool water, a habit shared by the local Yellow-legged Gulls. I was so intent on trying to capture the magnificent shades of red,orange and pink bill that I entirely didn’t notice the bird was both darvic and metal ringed. Only later when I looked at my pictures did I realise how close I came to getting the full metal ring number, two or three digits short at “1558”. Almost certainly the bird was ringed in the Balearics, on one of the offshore islands close to Majorca, Ibiza or Menorca itself but as I have sent the record into the appropriate Spanish authority, time will tell.

Audouin’s Gull
Darvic and metal rings
Yellow-legged Gull

Apologies for no local news today but very unseasonal, blustery weather kept me at home most of the day but I will get out tomorrow.

PS. I got an email from Jordi Muntaner who lives on Majorca. It seems the Audouin’s Gull was ringed as a chick in 2005 on Isla de L’Aire, Menorca. It spent at least some time in Barcelona, mainland Spain in the summer of 2007 but was back in Menorca in 2008 and in May of this year. Thanks Jordi.

23/06/2005-Isla de l'Aire, Sant Luis, Menorca, Balearics

07/05/2007-Platja de l'Arana, Barcelona, Spain - 41º20' N 2º05' E - Ferran López

14/05/2007-Platja de l'Arana, Barcelona, Spain - 41º20' N 2º05' E - Ferran López

15/05/2008-Isla de l'Aire Sant Luis, Menorca, Balearics- 39º48'54"N 4º17'28"E - Jordi Muntaner

06/05/2011-Playa de Sant Tomas, Sant Tomas, Menorca, Balearics- 39º54'47"N 4º2'28"E - P Slade