News broke too late for me to dash to Norfolk yesterday for
the Ruppell’s Warbler at Holme but by 3.45am Paul W, Peter S and myself were on
our way to be there at first light. It
was a bitterly cold night and the clear skies did not bode well. We joined a
quickly lengthening queue and were probably within the first 60 people. By
6.15the news came back that this first year bird was still there and a subdued
cheer went up. We got into the elder
thicket about an hour later and immediately had it slowly and deliberately
feeding through the foliage with the sun illuminating it. I was expecting a little brown job and not a
near Dunnock sized beautifully pale grey warbler.
|Ruppell’s Warbler #386|
With the important task of the day safely sorted we went for
a seawatch and although it was blowing from the west it proved worthwhile
sitting in the Marrams with an embarrassing year tick on the shape of an Arctic
Skua or ten shortly followed but a classic cold grey and white juvenile
Long-tailed Skua and then a half streamered sub-adult on buoyant wings A lone Great Skua made it three species and
many Terns, Teal, four Gannet, four Fulmar and shimmering Knot headed through.
Holkham was our next stop and five juvenile Ruddy Shelduck
were quickly picked up before making our way to Cley Coastguards for a post
Beans on Toast amble which produced a fine adult Med Gull and a Black
Tern. All in all a very fine day with a
lifer and four year ticks.
|Ruddy Shelduck |
The female Sparrowhawk circled over the garden [Eds: Ilford]
Paul W had some business in Norfolk and therefore I tagged
along for the ride and some add on birding. We made our way to Breydon and the Little
Egret at Burgh Castle. It had been seen
each recent morning and on cue it was almost the first bird we saw as it
preened an a small grassy island. At last a half decent bird at Breydon.
|Little Egret |
The Osprey did not show at Strumpshaw and it was very quiet
although there were both Marsh and Willow Tits and a singing Cetti’s
Warbler. There were many Migrant Hawkers
and Darters and the Ivy was attracting Hornets, Bees and Hoverflies [Eds: 1st
mention ever of Hovers I think!]. Coastguards
at Cley and lunch beckoned.
The Greenish Warbler was still present at The Hood so we
trudged up Blakeney into a stiff westerly but still got satisfactory views of this
pale wing barred warbler as it fed in the Sueda. The sea was quite rough so
Paul and I hunkered down for a seawatch, not that we saw a great variety of
species but just a single bird that fluttered by just offshore.
It was obviously a black and white Shearwater and we both
immediately exclaimed at the sight of a beady black eye in a white face.
Realising what we had got we took detailed notes as it circled around just off
the beach. Could it be anything other
than a Little Shearwater?
The initial impression was of a differently proportioned Manx-type
Shearwater with the aforementioned striking face pattern. The body appeared
short in comparison with the wing length being compact in the head and neck
area while the hand of the wing also felt shorter and more rounded at the tip
than a Manx. It was smaller than a nearby Sandwich Tern and the bill was small
and grey black and inconspicuous; protruding from the white of the face rather
than the black.
|Little Shearwater # 387|
The flight pattern was unlike any Manx either of us had ever
seen previously consisting of five-six short stiff flicks followed by a very
short glide on stiff, slightly decurved wings.
It appeared to flick the whole wing and not the hand. It kept at a stable height of a couple of
feet above the waves and only deviated from a straight course when it banked in
an attempt to get back offshore instead of being beached which it almost landed
on a couple of times!
It drifted west and so we hurried back to Coastguards
passing Black Terns on the way but no one was around so we headed to Steve
Gantlett’s house in the village to look through his books while it was still
fresh and to seek some advice. He was very helpful and reckoned that we
certainly had more than enough to get it through.
[Eds: Somewhat disappointingly it did in fact get rejected
by the BBRC although we never found out why but I am sure that Paul had it
re-submitted some years ago after some of the features we noticed became more
relevant over time… anyway, it’s on my list and is going nowhere!].
An overnighter to Cornwall with Stu and Peter G for one of
the only two British regulars that I now needed – a Buff Breasted Sandpiper.
The weather going down was torrential
and we arrived at Davidstowe
Airfield before first light after meeting Bob at Exeter services. We
drove around this huge disused airfield in the sporadic showers searching for
the Ringed Plover and Dunlin flock and there amongst them was the tiny delicate
Sandpiper. It was much smaller that I
was expecting and by using the car as a hide we never needed to even get out.
|Buff Breasted Sandpiper #388|
The Dotterel eluded us though so we headed to
nearby Trevose Head for a seawatch that netted us two Sooties, a Cory’s Shearwater,
two Manxies and a Cream Tea – it was good to see the other species in relation
to the Little at Blakeney on the 8th.
We popped back for sunnier seconds of the Buff-breast and a
Ruff and were back home by 6pm!
[Eds: Despite spending an inordinate amount of time on Davidstowe
over the last 30 years I have never seen another good bird on there – in fact
not even a wader that was not a Lapwing…]
A nearly total waste of an afternoon at Portland where the
Bobolink had done a vanishing act mid-morning but we did see two obliging Tawny
Pipits in one of the fields.
Off we go again – this time to Inner Farne in Northumberland
in search of a real mega – a Yellow-breasted Bunting. Not usually turning up
away from Fair Isle that was the first attempt that many birds would have had
for one. I left home just before 2am and met up with Stu in Newmarket for the
long journey north. A Big Breakfast at a
Little Chef was in order as our boat was not until 9.45 and at nine the news came
through that it was still there and with a raucous cheer everyone dashed for
the boats hoping for an early crossing.
By 9.40 we had the bird safely in the bag as it grovelled about n the
thistles. It was chased mercilessly so I stayed back and enjoyed it from a distance
and it felt to my eyes like a slightly odd shaped Bobolink!
|Yellow-breasted Bunting #389|
After some great views we caught our boat back with nowt
else bar a Brambling, Sand Martin, Swallows and a summer plumaged Red-throated
Diver for our efforts. The rest of the
day was a total cock up with us only getting the Red-backed Shrike at Flamborough
and missing out on all the other East Coast goodies and Stu would not go for the
Penduline Tit. Amazingly another Yellow-breasted
Bunting was found at Holme in Norfolk that afternoon. [Eds: Obviously this now
one of the biggest blockers on any birder from the early 1990’s list but with a
global population crash the next twitchable one will be on scale of the very first
Black-faced Bunting I reckon].
An amazing raptor day over the garden with male Kestrel,
female Sparrowhawk and a juvenile Hobby that almost took a Starling out of the Rowan!
A mid-morning trip with Roy and Ian W to Languard Point for
a Short-toed Lark which we immediately found grovelling about on the
Common. It was a richly coloured bird in
immaculate fresh plumage indicating a first-winter bird. The cap was a very warm chestnut. It was seen in flight a couple of times when
the ‘chi-chirrup’ call was heard.
|Short-toed Lark |
There were plenty of other birds on the move with 40 Yellow
Wagtails, ten Wheatear, many Pipits and Finches and a few Starlings. A Short-eared Owl came out of the Sea Cabbage from where it was roosting.
We stopped at Abberton Reservoir on the way home and found a
fine eclipse male Red-crested Pochard and 70 similarly plumaged Pintail. Twelve
Black Terns bobbed along with Commons
and two Arctics and there were a few waders on the big island with many Lapwing,
a Black-tailed Godwit, two Redshank, eight Ruff and two Stints.
One was clearly a moulting juvenile Little Stint but the
other appeared a third smaller and with unusual plumage and a dumpier more
hunched shape. It actually fed more like
a Plover at times – stop start but we left none the wiser despite consulting
the pics of Little and Red-necked Stint in Lewington.
One of those – ‘if only I had come up yesterday’ sort of
occasions with the Thrush Nightingale being a no show at Gramborough Hill,
Salthouse. There were a few other birds
on the move though with 68 Linnets, ten Greenfinch, Siskin, 35 Goldfinch, four
Chaffinch, 37 alba Wagtails, 120 Meadow Pipits, three Rock Pipits, 30 Skylark
and three Reed Buntings. Two female Sparrowhawks harassed the migrants and two
Ruddy Shelduck incongruously flew by.
| Ruddy Shelduck|
Seawatching in the calm conditions was good with ten Arctic
Skuas that chased the Terns of which four species were seen including over 200
Sandwich and two Blacks. Three Bonxies
and 15 Red-throated Divers headed east along with 15 Razorbills, three Manxies
and a fine stripy headed juvenile Red-necked Grebe.
A large Pipit was located in the main field as we were
leaving and was subject to much speculation but despite the darkness of the
plumage and small bill the general consensus was for 1st- winter
|Tawny Pipit - my 4th in 1992|
News broke of a Paddyfield Warbler at Flamborough and we
were about to go but Colin had to get home so we dejectedly headed back south
rather than north.