A Slow Spring

We are already experiencing summery days but I have so far seen little of much interest.

About a week ago people started reporting occasional buff-tailed bumblebees and the odd butterfly.  I noticed three of the buff-tailed bumblebee queens in the garden on Monday and a couple more since but no sign yet of the red mason bees that live in the bug hotel and so far no butterflies at all.  Interestingly several records of the brimstone have been registered in the Darlington area and one as far North as Sunniside.  It would be great if one of those turned up on my travels

Again I'm regretting the lack of garlic mustard in the garden, once prolific and a food plant for the orange tip and green-veined white until I decided it was getting out of hand and uprooted virtually the whole lot.

Apart from an increase in blackbirds and robins, collar doves have been fairly frequent visitors, fleeing into the trees at the back if they caught my attention.

Collar Dove

I remember being excited when they first turned up as a mystery in our garden in Blyth in the early eighties, having only recently established a presence in the area.

A bike ride to Matfen a fortnight ago produced a sighting of a yellowhammer and hearing my first chiffchaff, which are now singing out all over the place as they do.  On several occasions I have also heard greenfinches in the tree tops but so far haven't seen one.

Perhaps the most interesting thing I did see was crawling around in the summer house rather than in the garden itself.

Green Lacewing

Nothing special and I have had lacewings before in the Spring, but I rather like them and daresay the trout in the Derwent like them too.

A Good Decision

While writing up my sightings in Spain, I had a couple of sightings South of the Derwent.

On my way to the Metrocentre, about half a dozen roe deer crossed the Derwent Walk a hundred yards ahead of me, including two fawns perhaps suggesting that they are becoming more numerous, as I suppose tends to happen with deer.

I couldn't believe my ears after collecting my first hearing aid at Shotley Bridge on Friday, but then I couldn't believe my eyes either when I saw this heron above the road on the way home:

Grey Heron

Now I'd heard of Leonard Cohen's "Bird on a Wire" but a heron on a wire was total news to me.  I gather the fishing on the B6310 isn't much good these days unfortunately.

Lapwing

My plan on Sunday was to do a long cycle ride to the coast given the forecast of long hours of sunshine.  When the latter had not materialised by 10.30 am I decided to do a few jobs in the garden then spend a couple of hours at Shotton Pools near Northumberlandia, where there have been a few sightings recently.

The whole area was alive with skylarks singing their heads off and there were a good few lapwings around. 

A couple of cheps told me a tundra bean goose had been sighted with some pink-footed geese in the fields.  

I reckoned I managed to see it.  They'd all disappeared briefly and I was quite surprised when they showed up again that I could pick them out at distance with the naked eye, so I had a go at getting a group shot, with the impromptu intervention of a couple of hares. 

Tundra Bean Goose(l), Pink-footed Goose with hares

My bird handbook points out the elongated neck on the bean goose.  It should really show a black tip to the beak but maybe it's not apparent at several hundred yards range.

Avocets have been turning up in Northumberland for a fair while but today I counted six and there were probably a few more, so that was new.

Avocet

A very graceful bird...

On the way back to Northumberlandia, one or two of the lapwings were starting to rehearse their display flight and call.  I didn't manage to capture this example very well, but it was easier than trying to keep up with all the skylarks.

Lapwing rehearsal

One that I didn't catch up with was the white-fronted goose but I saw them once before at Loch Ken.  

All in all I had taken a good decision. 

Spain - Day 7 and Afterthoughts

Typical!  I completely forgot to mention that we ended Day 6 with a visit to the reservoir at Embalse de Calcono de Guarra in another attempt to catch up with the wallcreeper and one was actually spotted by the guides flying over the dam wall before disappearing totally from view as before.  I think only one other person saw it, which definitely wasn't me. Meanwhile a honey bee on a stone bench was looking decidedly unhealthy.

We were back there again early today but again drew a blank in terms of the wall creeper and the honey bee had died. But I did get as a good a view of the many swooping crag martins, which the video unfortunately doesn't do much justice to:

Crag Martins in flight

It was however as close a view of them as I have ever had.

It wasn't too long before we moved on, spotting another another short-toed treecreeper (how do you tell the difference?) near an ancient bridge before settling for lunch at Embalse de Calcono de Guarra.  Afterwards one or two continued to survey the cliffs for the missing wallcreeper while most took a (somewhat hazardous looking path) to see the local cave art, while I mainly foraged in the fields in the expectation of finding a few butterflies.

Actually it was the walkers who found some butterfly action rather than me, even though the crocuses were out.  What I did see was some more grasshoppers and several four-spot ladybirds, apparently common in the area.

Crocus

Grasshopper

Four-spot Ladybird

From there we went to Calle Baye to see the European tree of the year 2021 - a massive holm oak that dates to way back and was too wide to capture in less than three shots.

Part of the Holm Oak

Walking there we did spot a nice clouded yellow that was passing quickly through a field.

But from there it was back to Alquézar for a last ditch attempt on the largely missing wallcreeper.

Unfortunately want we got was more of what we already had, mainly griffon vulture, blue rock thrushes, and a black redstart.  The main excitement was caused by some egyptian vultures flying over the capella, not however for me as I saw them in France. 

Still perpetually surveying the capella and surrounds, I was quietly delighted when a chough landed on the roofing and showed really well:

Red-billed Chough

It was the best view of a chough I've ever had.

As everyone was thinking about packing up, there was a last minute mystery.  I thought I saw another blue rock thrush heading towards a large fissure in the rock face - except that it clearly had russet red underparts.  It settled briefly then flattered around a bit before disappearing into the fissure.

The only possibility I could think of was common rock thrush, which is listed as being a passage bird in the area.  However our guides thought they would all still be in Africa.  With the group already making it's way back to the vans there was no opportunity to wait around for more action.  It'll have to remain as 'unidentified.'

Overall Reflections

I've counted up and reckon I've seen 16 new species of bird, 2 new species of bee and 1 new moth so overall a great success and that excludes Dupont's Lark (heard) - a great experience and the session at the vulture feeding added a sense of theatre.  The holiday held plenty of interest without me feeling overloaded (once I'd got over the jetlag.)  Even though I only saw the wallcreeper at distance, it counts. The general view was the lack of further sightings was just down to rotten luck.

Also I can say that I learned a good deal about using my newish camera, especially for long distant shots.

However the trip confirmed my growing opinion that I'm not a great birdwatcher.  I just don't see things well and in particular found the larks hard to spot. My equipment isn't really up to scratch either but I'm not keen on lugging a scope and a mirrorless camera with a huge lens around with me all of the time.

I think I should probably stick with what I seem to be best at - namely butterflies and bees and save the birds for the winter when there are few insects and for any oddities turning up in the area.