Friday, 31 January 2025

Thirty Years Ago - January 1995

1st January:

I got home from last night’s do just before the snow arrived and once this white start to ’95 had finished I was more than surprised to see a fine male Peregrine cruise over the house only 30 feet above roof top level.  The first new garden bird for quite a while. [Eds: They were only just getting a toe hold in London at that time]

2nd January:

Three Goldcrests were thoroughly investigating the Scots Pine in the garden but the snow did not bring I anything else.  The Mistle Thrush still thinks he owns the garden.

6th January:

I spent the day with Roy and Simon to scout out the Lee Valley for the Birdrace on Sunday [Eds: off which there is no mention in my notes at all??] and 74 species without a concerted effort was very respectable.  Fishers Green was our first stop and one of the Bitterns gave himself up without too much hassle. It was to be one of the ‘no camera’ days with exceptional views of Kingfishers and Water Rail, lots of finches, Chiffchaffs and the slightly dubious Ferruginous Duck [Eds: no recollection of this at all].

Inconsiderate sods in the Grebe Hide would not let us in so we crept around the front, flushing a Water Rail and getting great views of the Red-necked Grebe consorting with the Aythya flock. There was no sign of the Smew and just a few Goosanders.

On to Broxbourne where we failed to find Blackcap but did pick up more Siskins and a couple of Bullfinches. The wood above Amwell gave us Nuthatch and Treecreeper and three bonus Hawfinches. My first since 1992.  The reserve itself provided us with two Egyptian Geese, some Snipe and a flock of six female and a male Smew.  There were no unusual Grebes and Gulls so we hit Rye Meads and picked up both Grey and Pied Wagtail and Water Pipit along with a large flock of Magpies.

7th January:

I drove up to Cambridge last night to allow an early start with Adrian W for a Norfolk bash. Naturally we started off by dipping the Golden Pheasants at Wolferton but what’s new! A little further up the coast thousands of Pinkfeet were streaming in off the Wash making a fitting picture against the rising sun.

Heacham was our first proper stop and it was bloody cold but we persevered and soon picked up a couple of Purple Sandpipers on the groynes along with a host of other wader year ticks. Seventeen Snow Buntings grovelled in the tideline debris and included a stunning male.  Hunstanton next, passing more geese on the way. The sea was very disappointing with only a small flock of Eider, a few Mergansers and Goldeneye but no Scoter at all.  The only Grebe was unusually a Black-necked which bobbed close in amongst the surf. Fulmars were being very idle and preferred to cackle in flocks on the sea rather than gliding about looking sinister.

Titchwell next and a walk down to the sea pausing to look at the feeders and pool near the centre where there were lots of Tits and Robins as well as a very tame Water Rail. Most of the reserve was frozen solid and we headed straight down passing Reed Buntings, Rock and Water Pipits while a Lapland Bunting flew over calling and out towards Thornham.

The Black-winged Stilt was no where to be seen so we checked the beach and picked up a few other waders and gulls but the sea itself was dead. Down at the East Hide [Eds: pre Parrinder] a Spotted Redshank was heard and news that the Stilt was back on the beach pool, looking for all the world like a Black-headed Gull front on so either this is why we failed to see it on the way down or we were just being totally incompetent.  Brent Geese touched down on the icy pools, skidding uncontrollably upon landing but we could not find an over wintering Marsh Harrier [Eds: still a good winter bird way back then]

Burnham Overy Dunes next and a long and disgustingly muddy walk out to the dunes where we were hoping to find Shorelarks and a Richard’s Pipit. Bryan Bland and co was heading in the same direction and he was till wearing shorts, faded blue fisherman’s smock and wellies despite the bitter weather.

Both species had been lost but we had a good look round and were just watching a Barn Owl hunting behind a Pinkfoot and White-fronted Goose flock when the Pipit was re-found but lost just as quickly out on the saltmarsh but a Woodcock was put up and flew close by.  Thankfully the Richard’s Pipit returned and gave superb views on the short grass between the Marrams.

Richard’s Pipit 

With no sign of the Shorelarks we headed back, keeping to the lower saltmarsh side where navigating several feet of weed, wood and plastic was easier that the path.  Those Larks were re-appeared as we got to the car but we chose to ignore the message and pressed on.  Stiffkey next where a Little Egret had been present for some time but the tide was out and our chances were slim but we had only been out of the car a short while when it flew right past us! [Eds: Still such a cool bird back then]

The Twite flock eluded us at Morston Quay so we made our way to the East Bank at Cley.  Arnolds was almost totally flooded and many Starlings, Dunlin and Pipits were feeding around the edges. A smart Red-necked Grebe was on the main pool consorting with several Goldeneye while further back a female Long-tailed Duck was diving amongst some Mallard. We could only find five of the Snow Buntings amongst a mixed Linnet, Twite and Goldfinch flock amongst the skeletal Yellow-honed Poppy plants on the landwards side of the shingle.

The sea seemed quiet but suddenly a few Red-throated Divers appeared along with  a couple of Great Crested Grebes, Guillemots, Razorbills and both Common and Velvet Scoters.

All the dabblers suddenly left the pool behind us and landed on the sea and included several Pintail.  The walk back gave us a couple of pinging  Bearded Tits so we called it a day and headed for home where Adrian in his wisdom managed to get us caught in all the football traffic trying to get out of Cambridge.

8th January:

A morning dash with Ian W to Abberton where a White Headed Duck had been tentatively identified. Judging by the reasonable crowd, it was obviously still present and we were soon enjoying sleeping views of this chunk cinnamon coloured duck as it bobbed around with 70 Ruddy Ducks.

With positive news on the African race Chaffinch at Fingringhoe, we headed quickly in that direction. Three hours were wasted waiting for it to appear which of course it did not. Back at the reservoir the duck had livened up and was actively feeding with the Ruddys.  It’s age and sex were uncertain and opinions divided as to its provenance.  As usual I will make my own mind up. [Eds: we were later to find out, it was in fact a first-winter male…]

A nice flock of Bewick’s Swans were seen and a family trumpeted not far from the causeway and a Red-throated Diver flew low over the causeway and was a welcome addition to my Abberton list [Eds: I think I had lists for most of the places I visited back then!] With the weather being decidedly pissy and deteriorating we came home. 

9th January:

A morning spent unloading pallets of directories at Fairlop Waters allowed my to have a squint at the Long-tailed Duck. [Eds: Back then none of us had mobiles or the internet… to find out a person’s number you had to look in the ‘BT phonebook’ and if it was a company you were after you needed the ‘Yellow Pages’.  Let your fingers do the walking… We had fun unloading them off the Artics in the car park for people to overload their cars with for delivery before taking a couple of routes home do deliver myself]

11th January:

Back to Abberton and Fingringhoe.  Terribly windy and terrible birding with three hours wasted on that bloody Chaffinch again and sleeping views only of the White-headed Duck. Pete G was not amused!

15th January:

Steve Bacon invited me on a Kentish excursion to give his new diesel Fiesta a good run. We started the day at Scotney Pit on the borders where a typical winter assortment of wildfowl was gathered.  As hoped for, the Scaup flock was present and numbered 15 or so in a mixture of plumages and were associating with Pochard and Tufted Ducks. The only Grebes we could find were Great Crested and Little but there were three Red-throated and a Black-throated Diver. Canada and Greylag Geese were grazing and six Barnacle Geese were with them [Eds: the start of the feral flock down there?]

Scotney Pit 

Over the back of the pit a flock of 21 adult and four juvenile Bewick’s Swans flew in from Dengemarsh. Down at Dungeness we quickly found eight redhead and a drake Smew, three Slavonian Grebes, two Red-necked Grebes, a few Goosander and Ruddy Ducks as well as all the other usual wildfowl. [Eds: These days any one of these species would be a good visit…]

There was no sign of the Glaucous Gull but a Yellow-legged Gull was a half expected find while a ringtail Hen Harrier quartered the bushes and made frequent stoops.

After buying some cod from the shack on the beach we headed to the toilet block at Greatstone where the adult Med Gull was seen upon arrival and a casual scan of the sea revealed it to be covered in birds with dozens of Red-throated Divers, a Black-throat and two Great Northerns, two Mergansers and countless Great Crested Grebes.

With plenty still to do we made our way across county to Reculver to look for the five Shorelarks present since October.  They gave us the run around by eventually dropped right in in front of us on their favourite raised area of beach before twittering off to the adjacent winter wheat fields.

Shorelarks

Time was short  and the Red-breasted Goose still had to be seen but it did not take long to get to Blacketts Farm in Tonge and it took no time at all to find the goose amongst several hundred Brents as they grazed the nearest fields. The sun was behind us and the views were superb. A strikingly obvious Black Brant was also with them along with a strange hybrid that superficially resembled a Lesser White-front.



Onwards again to Harty which annoyingly was immediately opposite our goose watching spot but  the drive round was worth the effort with six raptor species seen in the remaining daylight. Hen and Marsh Harriers were numerous with two ringtail and a male of the former tumbling over our heads. Two Rough-legged Buzzards were found – one on the deck and one way off in the distance and the vast Golden Plover and Lapwing flocks were spooked by Peregrine and Merlin (which perched up on a fencepost).  A Short-eared Owl appeared and we picked up Greylags, White-fronts and Bewick’s Swans in the fading light while Starlings, Corn Buntings, Skylarks and Greenfinches headed off to roost at the end of a superb day out.

21st January:

The African Chaffinch was still at Fingringhoe and I was getting marginally irritated by my failed attempts. Reports were coming in about angry farmers, loaded shotguns and thrown crockery at cars the previous weekend and I naturally approached with some caution. [Eds: viewing was from your car on a roadside around an area of hard standing I seem to recall]. I had a long wait as before and had just been chatting to Tony and Jeanette when they noticed that the chap in the car behind was on something, and there it was and wow what a blindingly obvious and unmistakeable bird.

My initial impression was of a blue grey finch with a black frontal blaze but closer inspection revealed a pale salmon pink and pale grey flush to the underparts and an olive green back.  Two large wingbars much as a nominate bird but the second appeared broader on the inner feathers.  

African Chaffinch, House Sparrow and Chaffinches

The rain started about that time so after watching it come and go a few times I trundled happily for home (once I had persuaded my damp car to start).  It may have taken my 15 hours but I was glad to have stuck with it. You never know, they may even split it… [Eds: That did indeed happen eventually but they never accepted the Abberton bird to a specific race and this even now it lurks in BBRC limbo I believe.  It’s ok Mr Kettle – it’s on my list]

22nd January:

An atrociously wet day in Kent which resulted in distant views of both the Red-breasted Goose and Black Brant again but to be quite frank, not a lot else.

27th January:

An afternoon in light rain helping Dad with some chain sawing up at Gernon Bushes proved quiet with only a couple of Marsh Tits and Nuthatches of note.

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