Elmley Rills |
Male Reed Bunting |
Moving along the track a bird was spotted on a distant building, through the telescope it had that distinctive pattern on the chest that I had seen on rough-legged buzzard last year, but it was so far away it was hard to call. After some debate someone decided that it was far too small to be a buzzard, someone else decided that it was! As I moved to allow someone else to use the scope the bird flew, and two others saw the white tail of the bird I suspected. Some sceptics were unsure - probably because it "takes three women or one man to make an ID!" (to quote someone not too far away - teehee, sour grapes).
Avocet, Black-headed Gull and Ringed Plover |
Redshank and Black-headed gull |
As we lunched and enjoyed the view of the scrapes in the sunshine a peregrine caused consternation with the lapwings - huge numbers of them swooping around to escape its clutches. As they flew overhead we could see a dozen golden plover in with the flock - totally impossible to see on the ground. A cormorant sat in the middle of a field, looking oddly out of place.
Elmley Scrape |
After lunch we moved onto the sea wall (in the absence of the hide there is no other way to see the river), there were several great-crested grebe, a small flotilla of shelduck, and huge flocks of waders flying in to feed on the small areas of mud still available on the high tide. Knot, oystercatcher, curlew and redshank were present in large numbers. Another stop in the last hide, and on the way we noticed the droppings of water vole and marsh frogs.
On the return journey sparrowhawk delighted us as it flew around high above us, and then as we were ending our walk, the final delight - a pair of short-eared owl flying over a reedbed. Just made our day.
Bouyed with newfound enthusiasm we decided to go to Capel Fleet Viewpoint. As we left Elmley I bumped into Chris and Mark, and after giving them directions to the owls, we moved off as the sun started to set. One last stop on the track when I spotted a lapwing doing a strange dance with its tail in the air - presumably showing off the lovely russet vent to its prospective partner. After a while the female looked slightly interested, started to move towards the male, adopted a submissive position and then both birds turned their backs on each other and continued to peck at tasty morsels on the ground - so much for our theory - or perhaps they just didn't want an audience!
Sunset on the water |
Never has that road seemed so long - finally arriving, we met up with Pauline, John and Alan who were already in-situ and wondering if we had "wimped out" - they had already clocked up nearly 100 corn bunting and a couple more short-eared owls. This time the owls were close to us hunting over the rough grass and reed edged ditches where we had seen them on previous occasions. There were three individuals. We had superb views and watched spellbound by their grace and beauty. The corn buntings also started to return to two bramble bushes where they were roosting. A further grey heron, wood pigeons, kestrel, over 40 mute swan, pheasant and red-legged partridge completed our day.
The sad sight of the day was two dead swans under the telegraph wires.
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