Today was a visit to Blackdown to find the three reported Ring Ouzels, unfortunately we dipped on those but whilst waiting we had distant views of what we thought was a mystery raptor. Of course it turned out to be a juvenile Cuckoo, somewhat late in the year and a fair distance away. The bird allowed us to approach to obtain record shots and then decamped to trees further up the valley. Another wait for the ROs gave only a Kestrel so we departed for Church Norton which turned out to be a waste of time as did a subsequent visit to the North Wall. When will these birdless days end??
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Showing posts with label Cuckoo. Show all posts
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Monday, 30 September 2013
Wednesday, 16 May 2012
Rye and Old Lodge
A repeat of my normal routine, Rye in the morning followed by Old Lodge in the afternoon. With a clear blue sky I was looking forward to the visit to Rye, As sometimes happens things didn't live up to expectations. Whilst the Black-headed Gulls, Mediterranean Gulls and Sandwich Terns have nested and chicks are hatching the Common Terns are sadly missing, just a few dotted here and there, nothing like the numbers of last year. On the way to Ternery pool I spotted four Avocets - 2 pairs I guess. One pair must be in the Synchronised Wading event at the Olympics, as everything they did was perfectly together. There were plenty of Terns flying in from the sea but a visit to the beach showed only a few fishing near in. A Skylark politely posed for me, as did a Cuckoo but both were up sun of me giving less than optimal photos. A fleeting visit from a Peregrine set the terns aloft but apart from that there was little to get the pulse going. So, after a cup of tea, I made my way to Old Lodge in the Ashdown Forest.
I have a distinct feeling that the message had got through that I was coming and everything must have gone into hiding, just a few Stonechats, an obliging Woodlark, and not a sign of a Redstart.
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| Cuckoo |
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| Skylark |
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| Synchronicity |
Woodlark
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| Ubiquitous Stonechat on gorse |
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