Tuesday 21 February 2017

Tuesday 21st February

Took advantage of some briefly favourable weather to take a trip to Mersehead RSPB Reserve on Sunday morning, although the sun had pretty much disappeared by the time I got there.

The volunteer at reception spoke of some twites having been seen in the treetops near Meida Hide, which immediately caught my attention.  But first I took a quick look at the feeders and bird table behind the office to see what was going on.

On the bird table - greenfinch, sparrow, yellowhammer, chaffinch
There were a few greenfinches around and a female yellowhammer that had me thinking how hard she would be to distinguish from other species on a fleeting sighting. No sign of a tree sparrow though.

So I decided to head for the narrow wooded area near Meida Hide.  However, scanning the trees revealed nothing but tits and chaffinches apart from one single treecreeper quietly going about his business.  Nearer the hide there was a rookery that was far from quiet as the occupants circled around the place. The only other thing to catch my attention was a greyish roe deer casually wandering along the woodland edge thirty yards away but it must have picked my scent and moved off more sharply.

There wasn't much to see from the hide either.  I did pick out a couple of tufted duck (a few of those around just now) and someone else saw a pintail.

Then, heading towards the shoreline, I thought I might have seen what I was looking for as there was a dead tree to the left of the path that had several finch-like birds sitting in its bald crown. The only thing was that they looked to me more like linnets.  It wasn't too easy to tell as it was becoming misty but I was fairly confident I had got it right. One or two birds had some slight reddish colouration and all the ones i checked had grey beaks and grey heads.

The wind was also getting up so I decided against a walk along the beach in the hope of spotting a little egret and doubled back.  The tide was out anyway, which I always think diminishes the number of birds about. I couldn't contact the linnets again but did see a song thrush on the edge of the wood and a couple of reed buntings in the hedgerow.

And of course there was loads of barnacle geese.


Thursday 16 February 2017

16th February

Signs of spring approaching already on yesterday's bike ride.  Heading for Crocketford via Troston, there was some definite warmth in the hazy sunshine, so much so I nearly took my gloves off. A nice run to Troston itself with some lovely scenery but, on a tight schedule, I held off taking photos until the murk resumed. Mistake!

Still a lovely day and a couple of blue tits were showing a bit of interest in each other, plus quite a few tits and finches playing around the trees and the odd meadow pipit on the moorland.

But the best sighting was a resplendent male stonechat on a hedgerow near Drumcoltran Tower, already looking his best and almost as bright as a bullfinch.  I was hoping to see a few yellowhammer in the area, but no joy - just a few tufted ducks on Loch Milton.

Tufted Ducks (male and female)
Then today I actually did see a bullfinch quite close up in the trees on the brae near home.  I went home for my camera but of course he moved on before I got back.

Saturday 11 February 2017

Saturday 11th February

How time is slipping by and there's not much to report really. Spottings over the last week have mainly related to waterfowl.

Last weekend I discovered that my sister is living but three hundred yards from a carp fishing venue - Burradon Pond, which may help to restimulate my lapsed interest in fishing.  A couple of people were actually fishing for them on a relatively mild day but the main wildlife activity for me was some minor aggression from this mute swan.  Judging by the muck on its breast, it may already have a nest on the go.

Mute Swan
I selected this week's bike ride down the Nith as a possible chance to see an egret but the weather was cold and the banks more or less deserted except for a small group of barnacle geese at reasonably close range.  It struck me that I haven't really noticed that barnacles have quite a pronounced eye stripe.  I wondered how much longer they will be hanging round before heading back to Svalbard. This one looked very well-feathered.

Barnacle Goose
The other side of Bankend there was another field full of pink-footed geese, now readily identifiable for me and also at reasonable range, so I took advantage of the opportunity of a photo in which, interestingly, the one on the left does seem to have strikingly pink feet.


Pink-footed Geese
After that I'd had enough of braving the chill wind, put the camera away and enjoyed a speedy run home from Ruthwell with it blowing from behind.

Thursday 2 February 2017

Thursday 2nd February

Not much happening on the last two Wednesday's bike rides to Gatehouse and Kirkcudbright, when weather conditions of various kinds made it difficult to identify anything beyond the odd bird of prey.

Yesterday there were birds areound but the whole of the morning was misty and driech until I actually got near Kirkcudbright itself, when it became brighter for a time.

Dee Estuary near St Mary's Isle, Kirkcudbright
Sparrowhawk imprint
However events in the garden have provided some compensation. At the end of last week, a massive thud from the sun room heralded a bird impact on one of the windows.  I assumed a blackbird or starling and went in search of a corpse but none was found.  Instead there was this large imprint on a central window that can only have belonged to a sparrowhawk.  From the right angle, I could even see the imprint where it's eye hit the window as it turned it's head to one side.  You can only wonder if it managed to survive.


The local estate is a good area for hunting sparrows and it's not the first time one has left it's mark on the sun room. A sparrowhawk was seen perching in the bush that holds the bird feeder some time ago, just a few yards from the house. My mother collected a similar tattoo on her kitchen window some years ago. They must be pretty filthy to leave so much muck behind!

I also noticed the local coal tit investigating a so-called bird box hung in the pear tree next to the sun room.  It gave it a good look over, but surely will be wiser than to try nesting there.

Yesterday, he was nosing round in the heavily prined silver birch in the front garden, so there must be a few insects around already.