This has to be called part time birding, and part time blogging....
I was in Morecambe Wednesday lunch time, and with my optics a permanent fixture in the car boot I was off to Heysham to check through the gulls whilst the tide pushed them ever nearer on Red Nab. I spent a good 2 hours there, unable to get beyond the outfall because of a barrier in place reading 'No Public Access'.
I was in Morecambe Wednesday lunch time, and with my optics a permanent fixture in the car boot I was off to Heysham to check through the gulls whilst the tide pushed them ever nearer on Red Nab. I spent a good 2 hours there, unable to get beyond the outfall because of a barrier in place reading 'No Public Access'.
Mediterranean Gull. Pete Woodruff.
I found 4 Mediterranean Gull, though a Peregrine Falcon put an end to the survey on two occasions, it taking the gulls up to twenty minutes to reassemble back on to Red Nab off the sea, and me having to start all over again. Three of these birds were ringed, but distance, lack of decent light, and the wind, all contributed to the frustration of not being able to read two of the rings beyond one being a green darvic, the other a yellow, though the bird ringed 2P96 was present here again as Sunday, a Common Sandpiper was something of a bonus.
On the pool, a female Emperor Dragonfly was again ovipositing, with two female Broad-bodied Chaser, and Common Blue Damselflies, a Chiffchaff was heard.
Doing the rounds.
I managed to do some of 'the rounds' yesterday, but with not enough hours in a day, and not enough days in a week, birding/blogging can be difficult - if not impossible - at times. Meanwhile, the three Ringed Plover chicks on Plover Scar at Cockersands, were alive and well up to 4.15pm at least when I left, scuttling around finding food for themselves, whilst the adults stood guard, followed them around, and watched their every move.
Doing the rounds.
I managed to do some of 'the rounds' yesterday, but with not enough hours in a day, and not enough days in a week, birding/blogging can be difficult - if not impossible - at times. Meanwhile, the three Ringed Plover chicks on Plover Scar at Cockersands, were alive and well up to 4.15pm at least when I left, scuttling around finding food for themselves, whilst the adults stood guard, followed them around, and watched their every move.