Saturday, November 26, 2016
A misty, dew-soaked morning here in Filey was quiet but for this beautiful and accommodating female Snow Bunting on the very tip of Carr Naze. Extending the 'owners looking like their dogs' model to 'birders looking like their subjects', then I should confess to not only having a similarly dew-drenched but also husk-laden beard (after consuming a bag of mixed nuts, and evidently losing some of them, while photographing the bird). Table manners? Overrated.
Monday, November 21, 2016
I've just updated the wordpress site with several recent articles written for the birding media:
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Why have just a couple when you can too many? Or, as Andy Warhol said, always leave them wanting less. So here's a veritable shedload of Waxwing photos from a lovely afternoon out to Pickering with the old man yesterday. It was another one of those days when we hit it just right (there's been a lot of those for our many outings over the last year or so) - after dark cloud and erratic appearances before we got there, we were treated to sunshine and fantastic views soon after we arrived, as the birds fed in trees behind the swimming pool. Happy days - as is each and every one that's graced by Waxwings.
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
Superficially idyllic cute furry animal scenes from the garden last week, with American Red Squirrels, Chipmonks and American Grey Squirrels often on the lawn - although, as can be seen from the photos lower down, it was more like Fight Club when one particular Red decided to ambush a Grey by jumping off the fence and onto its adversary. Who needs Planet Earth 2?
Thursday, October 27, 2016
A quick heads-up regarding a recent post over on the (always excellent and recently rejuvenated) Birding Frontiers - Yoav shines a light on the field identification of this race (/species/?) and of the Filey bird in particular. Martin would've loved it.
Desert Lesser Whitethroat @ Filey International
Desert Lesser Whitethroat @ Filey International
Friday, October 21, 2016
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
The first unpromising day on patch in a good while (crappy strong winds from the wrong direction) and the offer of a dirty twitch to that extension of Shetland known locally as Spurn was the proverbial no-brainer this morning, and a day in the very entertaining company of Filey comrades Pete, Dan and Chris ensued. Our main target was of the course the 'transvestite Dunnock' (Chris's description - nice), followed pretty closely by the Isabelline Wheatear, and happily, both remained in situ for us as we rocked up absurdly late to the party.
Of the Accentor: having been neutralised by a trillion images of these pinko invaders over recent days and having relentlessly patrolled my corner of the coast on red alert for the merest whiff of a custard supercilium, I can happily report that connecting tamely with the real thing was anything but an anti-climax. In truth, it was great; a beautiful, characterful and utterly class Sibe grubbing around exotically among the gravel and weeds of the Quatermass-esque Easington Gas Terminal was as absolutely good as it sounds.
Of the Wheatear? Well, despite it's temporarily dishevelled and bedraggled appearance, it was just the education I'd hoped it would be; indeed from a learning perspective, it was a class act. For sheer aesthetic sharp-intake-of-breath gorgeousness, however - go twitch a Sibe Accentor, you won't regret it.
Monday, October 17, 2016
So here's how I spent much of my day... I hit the circuit late this morning, in fact 'enjoying' a lie-in til about 8 am (thus proving to both my wife and myself I have yet to turn 100% into a glassy-eyed psychopath - still hovering healthily around the 95% mark), and soon found myself on the clifftop, going through the larks and thrushes feeding in the open fields. Walking back along the field edge towards the Tip, I flushed a sandy-coloured warbler with strikingly white outer-tail feathers (alarm bell #1), which bolted into the nearest hawthorn.
Over the course of the next hour or so, I had regular, brief but good views of the bird at close range as it skulked in the hedge, occasionally responding to a little pishing and tacking, while putting a call out to the ringing contingent and awaiting their arrival. Late date, long-term easterlies and a barrage of far-flung Asian rarities swamping the east coast aside, this bird was clearly from a long way away. Thanks to the recent developments and reshuffles of the Lesser Whitethroat group, the features of potential eastern birds - including halimodendri - have increasingly been on the radar. But while I've had several of what I consider to be very strong candidate Siberian blythis before (including a striking, calling bird a couple of weeks ago), this bird was the proverbial sore thumb.
I'm thankfully in the habit of writing up field notes and sketches again these days, and so an uber-concise summary is as good as it gets on here for now, but a combination of the following would seem to raise a pretty convincing flag for Central Asian Lesser Whitethroat, S.c.halimodendri:
Warm, sandy brown upperparts, extending concolourusly onto nape and crown
Warm, pale brown underparts, contrasting strongly with white throat
Entirely white outer-tail feathers (t5) and extensive white on at least t4 and t3
Small-bodied, large-headed, apparently short-winged, 'cute' appearance
Long tail, often cocked
Habitat preference (initially found on the ground, in the open)
Long story short, three hours later and thanks to the strong wind, dogwalkers, other birders, bouncing twice and escaping once, our sandy little quarry had us beaten. Maybe tomorrow.