Fourteen
Days Away: Day 13 : 8th October:
Our
final day on the Shetlands and after a bacon, egg and mushroon sandwich we
packed up and headed out.
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| Our alcohol 'collection' for the week... |
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| Final sunrise |
It was another breathless, blue sky morning with the
sun peeking over the hills as we headed out for a final search. Our first stop
at our little spot of sycamores just down the road and unsurprisingly a YBW was
flitting around while the next group down hosted a ‘from the window’
Red-breasted Flycatcher that put on a star performance for us. It was so calm that you could hear its bill snap as it caught
every fly. Two Otters cruised across the bay and three auk species were after
breakfast.
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| The Muckle Roe Copse |
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| Red-breasted Flycatcher on Muckle Roe |
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| Red-breasted Flycatcher - it was quite showy |
Busta House was windless and it did not take long to find two more
RBFlys clicking to each other and three YBWs.
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| A duller Red-breasted Flycatcher at Busta |
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| Redwing |
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| Hooded Crow |
On to the community woodland at
Brae where we spent some time tracking down eight interestingly mixed plumage Redpolls
that included a couple of pale rumped grey birds. We are still not sure if they
were all Mealies or whether was was just a little bit better. The fact that
there were five more YBWs was not a surprise but finding our fourth RBFly of
the day well and truly laid our run of luck with this species this trip.
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| Mealy Redpoll at Brae |
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| Big grey Mealy-type Redpoll |
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| Big grey Mealy-type Redpoll - comments welcome |
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| A big pale not quite so sure Redpoll |
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| Eristalis pertinax |
A Merlin and Kestrel were exchanging words above
the tree belt at Loch of Voe but we could only dig out three more YBWs and
likewise at the beautiful Swinning where we found four more. Brambling and
Redwings were dropping into the willows but despite looking, the visualised
Bluetail was once again not there.
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| male Merlin at Loch of Voe |
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| On the way to the Nestings |
With a few hours left till we needed to be in
Lerwick for our boat, we headed towards the Nesting area for a shot at a
Pallas’s Warbler. It had gone awol but three YBWs were found and the fields
were full of Sparrows, Skylarks, Twite and Starlings. A Dusky Warbler had been
found just across the head of the voe at Garth cemetery so we nipped around and
quickly connected with this loud ‘tooker’ before a call sent us back round to
Brough where the Pallas’s was showing on the roadside as it flitted like a
green, yellow and white ping pong ball between the sycamores and cabbages. I
never tire of these little gems. The lively discussion between the farmer and couple of local birders did not seem to bother the warbler much despite his banging on a plastic bucket to scare it off while we watched from the road.
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| Pallas's Warbler |
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| Pallas's Warbler |
Back to Garth where the Dusky Warbler actually came
out to play and flicked and ‘tucked’ it’s way along a dry stone wall and even
spent some time feeding on the grass beneath the rosa. Wadbister Voe held our
first and only large Eider flock with 200 or so in a snaking raft of black and
white before calling into the grounds of the digs we stayed in in 2014 at North
Hamarsland for our last search of the nice tree belt and garden there. The
views were stunning on a glorious autumn evening, Ravens kronked overhead and
rather fittingly two Yellow-browed Warblers wrapped up proceedings and took the
final total of this most charismatic of waifs to a nice round 160.
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| Another Merlin |
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| Eider mass |
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| Spot the Song Thrushes... |
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| Ravens over North
Hamarsland |
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| And a goodbye from me at North
Hamarsland... |
Fourteen Days Away: Day
14 : 9th October :
The ferry crossing back to Aberdeen was smooth and
uneventful and it was a pleasurable southbound journey from there through the
beautiful rolling Scottish countryside, punctuated by thousands of Pinkfeet in
the fields and across the clear morning sky, a lazy female Goshawk crossing the
road and Red Kites through middle England. A look for the Humber Swamphen was
unsuccessful and it was at this point that we found out about the Siberian
Accentor (a much anticipated first for Britain)
back on Shetland and wished our comrades still up there the best of luck in the
last couple of hours of the day.
Did that news spoil or taint my holiday? No, not in
the slightest. Was I disappointed? Of course... I am a birder and I love new
birds and this one was a corker BUT in the fourteen days I had off that started
with that day in Norfolk, I saw just over 180 species, got back Brunnich's
Guillemot (in the nick of time before it did the Norwegian Blue on me),
experienced the hugest adrenaline surge ever as a young male Siberian Thrush
flew unexpectedly over my head, witnessed
the crepuscular hip swaying of White's Thrush during another mesmerising
encounter, got bogged at by a Swainson’s Thrush from inside a derelict building
where it sat on an old cooker, saw two each of Brown and Red-backed Shrike,
three beady eyed Rosefinches, five ticking Little Buntings, a slalom weaving
mouse-like Lanceolated Warbler at just a few inches range, heard and saw so
many spritely Yellow-browed Warblers (160 or so) that I hear them in my sleep,
resisted picking up tired Goldcrests and popping them in my hat for a warm up,
watched a stripy green and gold Pallas’s Warbler hover to pick aphids from the
underside of leaves, avoided various dinosaurs to get better views of an
obliging Greenish Warbler, listened to the metronome tacking of a skulky Dusky
Warbler, the grunting of a fly away Great Snipe, the bill snapping of
Red-breasted Flycatchers on a perfectly still morning, the bugling of a Crane
over Sumburgh caught in the howling wind, two punky crested Hoopoes (one each
in Norfolk and Shetland), a tame Bluethroat deliberately feeding in the
headlights of a our car well after dark, a yobbish juvenile Rose-coloured
Starling, a Blyth’s Reed Warbler with an identity crises and a host of other
enigmatic species.
Throw in six Otters, both Seals, four Orca, Risso’s
Dolphin, Minke Whale and literally dozens of Harbour Porpoises along with the
most astonishingly glorious weather and what more could you ask for other than
good company, fine food and local beer? Oh I know... a show of the Aurora
Borealis... and we had that too.
I will leave you with a picture from my first walk
back around the reserve on the Monday morning... made me chuckle that it so wanted to be
photographed
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| Hedge Accentor at RSPB Rainham Marshes... |
