Walking out through the saltmarsh the other day we happened upon this little chap. Truth is he was in a bot of a mess. In full moult, a damaged left eye and some ear injuries this Chinese Water Deer looked far from his best.
I went to the North West Bird Fair last weekend at Martin Mere in Lancashire. I’ve been to Martin Mere many times before but not to the bird fair. It was good. There was a steady stream of people past the stall and I was amazed at how many people from that part of the world visit Norfolk.
One chap I struck up a conversation with mentioned there were a couple of Tawny Owls out on the reserve roosting in a tree.
“Are they photographable?” I asked;
“Absolutely” he replied.
I grabbed Julian from the Wildsounds stall as I knew he, as well as I, would want to photograph them. Even though the reserve staff knew nothing about them we pushed on to where I’d been told they were. When we arrived at the place there was a small throng of people gathered looking towards the canopy
“We’re in” said I. How wrong could I have been?
When we got closer to the crowd we realised there was much rubbing of sore necks and mutterings of “where?”, “what branch?”, “well I can’t see them”, “come on I’m fed up we’ve been here 30 minutes” – hardly encouraging.
Although Julian found them with relative ease it took me a bit longer. No, they weren’t photographable at all. Photographable is when they are close and have no intervening vegetation. This is the best shot I could achieve.
I know… but they are in there.
This is photographable. Taken a few years ago in Suffolk.
After receiving information from Ryan Irvine last Wednesday morning I had the time to pop down to Winterton and take a look at the Humpback he’d been watching off Winterton.
An entourage of gannets were feeding above the animal and although the whale was distant their presence always gave the Humpback’s location away. The bushy water spout shot above the waves and was periodically followed immediately by a stubby fin atop an arched hump. All classic signs of a Humpback . Such a wonderful animal and although it was quite distant I was so pleased to see it on what presumably (if it’s the same individual) was its third consecutive year of visiting the Norfolk coast.
I was out. So why not make the most of it. A deviant route back home via Crostwick saw me standing on tip toe looking over a fence into grassy paddocks. It didn’t take me long to find the reported Hoopoe which was trying to hide among a distant weedy patch. Photographing it though was a different matter. However, it eventually came a little closer for a record shot or two.
I wonder how many people in the UK have seen a Hoopoe and a Humpback on the same day?
I was just tidying up one or two photographs the other day and came across this one I took on Scillies.
We were walking back to the quay on St Agnes having been entertained by a Red Flanked Bluetail in bulb fields nearby. The pittosporum hedgerow we walked beside was spilling over the path above head height and forming an enclave free from the wind. Where the hedgerow gave way to a few deciduous trees the sun sprayed shafts of light through the leaves to the ground where they danced around us. It was the sort of scene more typical of a late autumn woodland than of a footpath between fields. As I looked up something caught my eye. Against the backlit translucent pale green was the distinctive shape of a warbler. It was hanging and hovering as it picked insects delicately from the dappled foliage. A closer look revealed it was yet another Yellow browed Warbler.
Having had a kidney stone removed the other week I was a bit sore. I was without doubt doing the ‘man thing’ of feeling a bit sorry for myself; although I was determined to get out and about as soon as I could. Just hate being confined to barracks.
I’d seen fly-by Glossy Ibis locally last year but I was still keen to see the one that had arrived recently at Felbrigg. So on Tuesday I made the slow hobble down to the lake.
When I was showing Sharon the photos she remarked glibly ‘hardly glossy’. Well I guess not. This juvenile has yet to make the transition into the splendour of adult plumage … but I thought it was worth the effort.