Whitethroat

It's been a busy month for me at work (they've imposed a holiday ban for the next two months which is not conducive to finding and photographing Spring migrants!) and I've also done a fair bit of running.
On the May Bank Holiday I spent a windy day on Anglesey fruitlessly searching for a trip of Dotterel. Compensation was had by photographing migrant Wheatears. The afternoon was spent as South Stack RSPB but there were still no auks on the cliffs, but a Harbour Porpoise was feeding just off the stack.
The previous Saturday I spent the morning in North Wales where I had fabulous views of thirteen lecking Black Grouse, along with Whinchat and Whitethroat. I had planned to try and photograph more warblers this Spring, but the unseasonably cool weather and lack of time off have put paid to that mini project. I did photograph a Whitethroat at Inner Marsh Farm RSPB on the 20th of April. I had been visiting the site to see a male Blue-winged Teal which was far too distant for even record shots.
On the 11th of May I completed the 33 miles Sandstone Trail challenge in Cheshire in very changeable weather conditions including rain and hail. I did see my first Cuckoo of the year though, and views ranging from the Shropshire hills, Welsh hills and Jodrell Bank made it a very enjoyable day.
The next day, despite some complaints from my leg muscles I ran the Chester Half Marathon in a time of 84 minutes!

Whitethroat at Inner Marsh Farm

Meadow Pipit in the rain, North Wales

Whitethroat, North Wales

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Manchester Marathon

It's been a few weeks since my last post, so apologies. I've got a few wildlife photos to post, but most of my spare time this year has been taken up with marathon training. Carelessly, I forgot to enter the London Marathon this year, mainly because I was concentrating my effort on completing my first ever Snowdon Mountain Race. So as an alternative I entered the Manchester Marathon.
My training was not up to standard early in the year because of an on-going hamstring injury, and then the cold, snowy weather of late winter and early spring really tested my mettle.
I was a bit late leaving home for the marathon and this was was exacerbated slightly by queueing for the Man Utd car park. But at least I didn't have to wait long before the race started.
A 26 second silence, followed by 26 seconds of applause was observed before the start of the race to honour the victims of the awful events of two weeks ago in Boston.
The race was started by running legend Ron Hill at 9 o'clock, just over the road from the "theatre of dreams" that is Old Trafford. There was a 3 hour pacemaker near me at the start and I planned to try and keep him in view for most if not all of the race. The first mile was a tad quick a 6.25 so I slowed and decided to pace myself. (6.52 min/miles are required to run 26.2 miles in 3 hours.) There were a few switchbacks on the course that allowed good views of the leading runners. Andi Jones, a demon on the Snowdon Mountain Race, was setting a blistering pace in the lead, I haven't seen the full results so I don't know if he won.
There was a bit of a headwind on the road out to Sale, but the fabulous support all around the course from the good people of Manchester, helped keep me at my target pace. My legs were beginning to ache at around 10 miles, which always surprises me because I am running at a pace over half a minute slower than my usual half-marathon pace; maybe it's purely psychological. A quick loop around Altrincham, were the support was again superb, brought me to the halfway mark in just over 1 hour 29 minutes. Despite the wind, conditions were good for running; not too hot and none of the forecast rain. At 21 miles I was feeling comfortable and thought I would be close to my target time. I kept my pace going until about 22 and a half miles. At that point my legs really began to seize and I had slight pins and needles in my fingers. I slowed considerably just as the 3 hour pacer went past! I had nothing in the tank to try and stick with him, so from then on it was just a case of damage limitation.
It's a times like this that supporters really help; shouts of encouragement and "keep it going Keith" got me through the last few difficult miles. The organisers thoughtfully printed runner's names on their numbers.
I crossed the line in just over 3hours and 3 minutes, a personal best! In retrospect I am delighted with that time and know what I've got to do to "crack" 3 hours. The organisation was faultless, the other runners were supportive and the crowds were amazing! Thank you Manchester.
And now I'm ready for a few beers. I'll post a picture later when they become available, hopefully I won't be looking too haggard!

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Llanbedr-y-Cennin

I broke my recent scarce bird dipping duck with, well, a duck! An American Wigeon to be precise. The bird was present on the saltmarsh pools at Neston, Wirral for a few days and gave reasonable 'scope views but was far too distant for photography. A visit to North Wales on Saturday also produced sightings of Hawfinch, so things are definitely on the up as far as birding is concerned. I arrived early in the morning by the small church in the village of Llanbedyr-y-Cennin in the beautiful Conway valley. No sooner had I left the car than I spotted a Hawfinch high in a leafless tree but it soon dived for cover in an adjacent Hornbeam. The sun was shining and I was happy to stand for a few hours as small parties of Hawfinch flitted through the trees uttering their sharp tack calls and occasionally flying overhead revealing broad white wingbars. I took some distant "record" shots of birds perched high in the trees, but managed some more acceptable photos of a bird on the ground feeding on a handout of seed.
After a pleasant lunch at Conway RSPB I drove home via Llanddulas beach were vast flocks of Common Scoter were 'scoped along with a few winter-plumaged Red-throated Divers and a pair of Goosander.
I ventured up to Blackpool yesterday to run the Blackpool Marathon. Conditions were excellent with blue skies and only a light breeze. As this was only a preparatory run for my attempt at the Manchester Marathon later this month I took it easy but steady, and despite a recent stomach bug, I crossed the finish line in 3 hours 12 minutes with plenty of running left in my legs. I even got a "year tick" during the race in the form of a Wheatear seen on the grassy slopes north of the tower. I celebrated at home later with a few well-deserved beers.

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Dipping Out

"Dipping out" is a term used by birders when they fail to see a bird they have travelled to see. Not wishing myself any further "dips" I have to say I have missed a few scarce birds recently, in fact I am on something of a "dipping streak". None of them would've been life ticks for me, but when you put the effort in to try and see a bird it's nice to achieve success once in a while. Additionally, maybe there should be a new term for bird photographers who actually manage to see a species but then fail to actually obtain a photograph! This has happened on two occasions recently when I have found urban flocks of Waxwings both on main roads which have then flown off before I have even left the car, not as a result of my presence I hasten to add. Waxwings are getting harder to pin down as the year progresses, probably due to a lack of suitable berry-bearing bushes combined with their urge to return to their breeding grounds.
Recently I have also failed to connect with (another birders term meaning "see") Hawfinches at a number of sites, Great White Egret at Hale and Black Redstart at Neston. I even failed to see Crossbills at a favoured site in North Wales today. But I have a plan; leave all my photographic equipment at home and the birds will be tripping up to feed out of my hand!
But, ever the optimist, there is always something to photograph as shown by the following shots of Bullfinch at Leighton Moss and Red Kite in Wales.

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Marsh Tits at Leighton Moss

Last week my friend Jane and I visited Sizergh Castle in Cumbria in the hope of seeing Hawfinches. We pulled into the car park in bright sunshine but it soon started to snow. A thorough search of the area failed to produce our quarry so we went for a short walk in the surrounding countryside; the coldness of the weather did not diminish our appreciation of this beautiful part of the country. After photographing common birds such as Robin, Wren and Blackbird, we returned to the car park but there was still no sign of the target birds. We decided to head south so we could lunch a Leighton Moss RSPB.
Passing through Milnthorpe the clouds unleashed a veritable snow blizzard of Dickensian proportions. It was almost a total whiteout! We drove on to Leighton Moss where we enjoyed a picnic in Lilian's Hide. I prefer to eat outside to maximise the wildlife viewing opportunities.
But to say the weather was changeable was grossly understating the situation. In the film version of H.G. Wells' classic novel The Time Machine, the time traveller views the passing days as a strobe of night and day; similarly the weather that day fluctuated rapidly between bouts of sunshine and mini snowstorms driven in by a bitter Easterly wind.
Undeterred by the elements we enjoyed a great day's birdwatching. One of the highlights for me was the newly built shelter by the bird feeders where we enjoyed great views of common woodland birds and scarcer birds including one of my favourites the subtly beautiful Marsh Tit. We rounded the day off with a very welcome curry in nearby Carnforth.

 

Robins and Wren photographed at Sizergh Castle.

Marsh Tits.

Common Snipe.

Immature Mute Swan in snowstorm.

Male Wigeon.

Female Great Spotted Woodpecker.

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Treecreeper (2)

The weather has been very changeable recently but there are signs that Spring is underway; daffodils and crocuses are beginning to flower and woodland birds such as Song Thrush and Great Tit are in full song. I have yet to see my first Spring migrant, but a Wheatear and White Wagtail have both been seen at Leasowe this weekend.
Marathon training is progressing well (touch wood!) ; I managed a long run of 20 miles yesterday which brought my total mileage for the week up to 48 miles.
After visiting my son in Liverpool today I stopped of at Hale near Speke to look for a Great White Egret but I found only a Little Egret. I drove on to Moore Nature Reserve and spent some time in the woodland, hoping to see Lesser Spotted Woodpecker but again I was unsuccessful. Nevermind, the feeding station at this fab reserve was packed with birds including Great Spotted Woodpecker and I also glimpsed a Willow Tit. Bird of the day was a Treecreeper, which is the first one I have seen this year. Insectivorous birds such as this must be struggling to find food in the cold weather, and it doesn't look like conditions are going to improve this week.
I took a few shots of the Treecreeper in poor light in deep woodland and I am fairly pleased with the results in such conditions. The photo below clearly shows the enormous claws that this arboreal bird utilises when climbing.

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Norfolk 2013

I've been busy working and marathon training recently so photographic opportunities have been limited. But, as usual, the weather hasn't been conducive to producing decent wildlife images.

On the 24th of last month (February) I ran the Blackpool Half Marathon in a decent time of 83 and a half minutes, which I was pleased with because of a recent hamstring injury. Its two minutes slower than my time at the same event last year but I'm not complaining. After the race I visited Marton Mere local nature reserve but was failed to find any Long-eared Owls; I've seen them here a few times before but they can be difficult to find without local knowledge.

At the beginning of March I spent a family weekend in Norfolk. I had problems with the image stabilisation system on my 500 lens so many of my photographs were unusable. I saw many Barn Owls on my morning runs, often perched on roadsigns or on one memorable occasion sat on the fence in the back garden of our cottage! I love Norfolk, it really is a very bird-filled county.

Brent Geese Over Blakeney



Curlew at Wells

Oystercatcher, Wells

Pheasant

Rooks fighting at Kelling

Song Thrush

Fieldfare

Sunset over Cley Windmill with Blakeney Church in the background.

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Short-eared Owl

Mid-afternoon yesterday saw me mingling with the masses in New Brighton, but unlike the shoppers and general public enjoying the first sunny day for some time, I was there for one reason only; waders. Or to be more precise Purple Sandpipers. The jetty on the marine lake is a safe high tide refuge for a variety of wading birds that on Saturday included Redshank, Turnstone, a few Knot and at least fourteen Purple Sandpipers, the first I have seen this year. After a few record photographs I left the bustling cafes and shops and headed for the peace of Parkgate.
On the way I checked a few roads around Irby for Waxwings but without any luck. No sooner had I arrived in the Old baths car park at Parkgate than a ring-tail Hen Harrier drifted across the Spartina. Too distant to photograph but beautiful nevertheless. Moments later the first of two superb Short-eared Owls started quartering the marsh close to the car park; fantastic! These two birds drifted up and down the marsh for the rest of the afternoon, sometimes giving amazingly close views. At one point one of the owls drifted close and high to investigate what looked like a remote-controlled toy helicopter, but I don't know where the operator was. They would have got a shock if the owl had intercepted it!
Later a superb male Merlin perched quite close giving excellent telescope views. It was one of two seen. And the finale to an excellent afternoon's birding was a distant Barn Owl seen heading south towards the ice-cream shop!

Here the owl is investigating
the remote controlled helicopter!

Purple Sandpiper avoiding the crowd of Turnstones

Redshank

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