Tuesday, 12 July 2016

Lord of the Dance

With yet more wind and rain forecast, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that the sky was blue and clear, the wind light and the temperature reasonable when I got to work this morning and so at 7.30 I headed down to the Cordite where I found a nice little collection of hovers (amongst other flies) lounging around on the warming brambles. 

The highlights were my first (I think) Anasimyia contracta for the site, Volucella bombylans and pellucens, Tropidia scita, Cheilosia illustrata and a cracking Chrysotoxum bicinctum.




Anasimyia contracta


Cheilosia illustrata

Chrysotoxum bicinctum

Chrysotoxum bicinctum

Helophilus pendulus

Tropidia scita
I know that there are no common names for these but they are still wonderful little insects and like any names, they soon sink in.

There were some fine shiny Lucillia Greenbottles lazing about along with a few Flesh Flies with their paddy feet and fat Bluebottles.

Flesh Fly - Sarcophaga sp


Calliphorid genus 

Lucilia sericata Greenbottle

Lucilia sp Greenbottle
While this piebald beauty is one of my favourites and I think it is Graphomya maculata
 
 Graphomya maculata
Neomyia sp of Greenbottle - an old specimen
However, star performance went to one of my favourite little flies - Poecilobothrus nobilitatus - with his pied wings and wing-waving dance off in the fly equivilent of a Black Grouse lek to attract the almost as dapper females... the woodland at Rainham is alive with them at the moment. 




Poecilobothrus nobilitatus
So pick a sunny day, find a warm spot and crouch down close to the leaves - big bindweed seems to be a popular choice of arena for this most engaging of little flies and sit back and enjoy the Lord of the Flies perform Lord of the Dance...

RSPB Rainham Marshes 12-7-16

Sunday, 10 July 2016

Lesvos: Day Seven : 29th April 2016



Day 7 : 29th April : 

I was up early and heading down towards the salt pans at 0630 but not early enough to see the Grey Partridge found by Barry! He got some superb shots of this bird that unfortunately has probably been released for shooting and will not find its way onto any official Lesvos list... I was not out for too long but still managed to see the immature female Pallid Harrier and the male Montagu's come out of roost and two male Red foots up on the wires. Continuing the shrike theme from yesterday, I soon found several Red-backed and four Lesser Greys while Bee-eaters were already up and about. 

BOC shot from Barry of the Grey Partridge

Lower Tsiknias Ford

Red-becked Shrike

The Penduline Tit sang at the ford and a Purple Heron was trying to remain inconspicuous in the open water while a Curlew at the river mouth was new for the trip. It was the Great Bittern that stole the show though and she sat in the open for nearly five minutes before melting back into the undergrowth with those amazing huge prehistoric feet!


Bittern

Breakfast and then off to explore the nearby coast. We started at the point where the Potamia river goes under the main coast road and had a pleasant walk (with a dog) about half a mile up river from there seeing two Red-foots, a family of very Somber Tits and good views of both Nightingale and Olivaceous Warbler and our second Purple Heron of the day. 

Purple Heron

Hairy Lupin - Lupinus micranthus - I reckon

Hairy Lupin - Lupinus micranthus
Makara next and after the tortuous drive down the unmade road we arrived at the cobble beach in warm sunshine. There was surprisingly still water in the stream and Great Reed, Oli and Sedge Warblers were all coming down to drink. Somber Tits and Cetti's Warblers called from the brambles and willows and a Masked Shrike sang mechanically from a fig tree. Jackdaws and bother Common and Alpine swifts were up above with one of the huge Alpines descending to scoop a mouthful of where from the stream mouth. Quite some bird... 

Swallow

Little Bittern

Hornet Robber Fly species
Barry's boot....

Makara beach

An obliging male Crested Lark

After some interesting beach combing, we bumped out and then made our way back towards Kalloni before dropping down into the olive groves between Parakila and the sea. I was hoping for Olive Tree Warbler but the groves were quiet so we stopped by the bridge over the river (that you cross on the main road through the town) and wandered towards the coast down a track. There was plenty of insect life including Violet Carpenter Bees, Scarce swallowtails, huge ants and several species of dragonfly. A deceased and rather flat Beech Marten had been incredibly unlucky and we found a small Spur-thighed tortoise, and as yet unidentified snake and numerous Snake eyed and Balkan Green Lizards. 

Spur Thighed Tortoise

A typically tatty Long-tailed Blue

Just out of reach Oranges...

A pair of Hawfinches were a pleasant surprise as they came down to bathe in the river and they were later seen with food. Middle spotted woodpeckers called from the olives and Olivaceous Warblers were everywhere with the backdrop of purring Turtle Doves to compliment them. Down on the beach we gazed out over a flat calm tranquil bay with over 50 yellow-legged Gulls loafing on the point. 

Parakila
Back to the Pela for lunch and then back down to the salt pans and Alykes fields for some serious Red-footed Falcon action with 13 males and four females lined up on the wires. It was a pity that the light was not in our favour but it did not detract from a memorable encounter with this enigmatic little falcon. After a while they got up and started feeding on both aerial and ground based prey awning seemed to be very successful in their hunting sorties. 

Black-capped jay in the hotel grounds
 



Red-footed Falcons are stunning birds...
Six Gull-billed Terns came in off the bay and three White-winged Black Terns dipped further back. I counted 49 Little Stints and 39 Curlew Sandpipers on the first pan and there was still some great Bee-eater action to be had. A male Montagu's Harrier was joined by an adult female which was good to have to compare with the female Pallid and both White and Black Storks were seen. 

 
Gull-billed Terns on the move


female Montagu's Harrier

White Stork
Heading back out of the pans we encountered even more Red-foots up on the escarpment before we turned back in off the main road on to the eastern Tsiknias track. There was no sign of the Great Bittern but we did find Squacco, two Little Bitterns and had great views of a Long -legged Buzzard on some wires and also cloud of Common Swifts that suddenly descended on the river. Three Alpine Swifts cruised amongst them.

Back at the Lower ford the male Little Crake at last gave himself up and we were being watched by the adjacent Little Owl. There was no sign off the Bushchat down by beach but a Great Crested Grebe found its way onto our list and two beautiful Stone Curlews rounded up the day nicely...


Male Little Crake

Wood Sandpiper

Wood Sandpiper

Stone Curlew

Stone Curlew

Tsiknias river mouth from the east side

Friday, 1 July 2016

Old Father Thames from a different perspective - 1st July 2016

Today I had the opportunity to take a trip with the PLA on the Thames ostensibly to take pictures of the Essex foreshore on behalf of Thurrock Council... All rather odd but if it furthers good relations between the RSPB, the council and the PLA that it is all to the good.
It was a wet start to the day and my early start to avoid the traffic may have been successful but it precluded the nice pre-jaunt amble I was hoping to achieve and so an exciting couple of hours were spent in the salubrious quarters of both the ASDA and MacD’s in Tilbury with a fine adult Med Gull as my sole consolation!  Living it up...

I met Caroline and we headed off to the quay to board our vessel. I was expecting a sizeable craft for some reason but it was not to be but at least it had a cabin, toilet and most importantly a kettle.  Our Thurrock contact cheerfully sent us on our way with a vague idea of what he thought the council wanted us to do.

My picture taking for the morning was slightly curtailed by leaving my camera in the car which left Caroline to merrily snap away while I got to use my bins and phone. We motored down river, passing close to the south bank and our reserves at Shorne, Cliffe and Northward Hill before veering across the river to begin the job almost at the mouth of Holehaven Creek which bisects our Bowers and West Canvey reserves.

Birdwise it was actually very quiet with Oystercatchers being the only waders and a few Common Terns milling around. Harbour and Grey Seals were seen and a raft of 394 Shelduck were strewn along the East Tilbury section. Two broods of the latter were also seen.


However it was the ships, cranes, jetties, graffiti and vistas that made the trip as we headed back up river, past our embarkation point at the old Cruise Terminal and Gravesend Ferry and then up as far as our beloved visitors centre.

Coryton refinery was looking a little sorry for itself but the adjacent DP World port with its colossal cranes was breathtaking at close quarters as it loaded up the immense Hamburg Sud – ‘Cap San Artemissio’. I remember seeing some of these cranes heading up the Channel somewhere off Dungeness from the top of the hill at Port Lympne a couple of years back as they slowly arrived on their barge all the way from China. The last three only arrived a few weeks back and there were workman working precariously way up high.



‘Cap San Artemissio’

The new cranes at DP World


We passed the visitor centre for TTNP at Mucking where it sits somewhat incongruously on what looks like (but largely isn’t) active landfill. Van Heyningen and Haward Architects designed this great building after completing ours at Rainham – I would love to have that ramp up onto the roof!

Coal House and Tilbury Forts kept their sentinel watch of the busy waterways and Tilbury Docks was equally busy including the 'Federal Yukon' bulk carrier that looked a bit like some of the cars I saw in ASDA car park this morning with a little bit of paint damage down one side that could do with a bit of a touch up!

Coalhouse Fort & Tilbury Power Station

Tilbury Fort

Tilbury Power Station

The cranes for extracting the coal from vessels for Tilbury Power Station

Tilbury Docks

Tilbury Docks

The 'Federal Yukon' - So how did the other party fare Sir?


The 'Princess Pocahontas' headed out of Gravesend as we headed across to drop one of the crew off at the PLA office (and fill up the kettle) and the imposing Guru Nanak Darbar Gurdwara over topped the town – must visit one day – it is meant to be spectacular. 

'Princess Pocahontas'

Gravesend skyline

The Twin Sisters pylons looped their cables high across the river and back on the Essex side we made our way past Stone Ness and West Thurrock Marshes and its mini red lighthouse with the swathe of concrete riverwall still emblazoned with the spray can talents of the last three decades. Most were indecipherable from our range other that the very simple ‘You are my Angel’ but as riverside street art goes it has always been colourful and eyecatching and actually not out of place either.  Procter and Gamble loomed by and the interestingly named ‘Britannia Beaver’ was part of a stream of ships moored up as we approached the amazingly curvy QEII Bridge.

The Essex Sister

Stone Point & the QEII Bridge

'Nordic Hanne'

Approaching the QEII Bridge

QEII Bridge

The ummm.... 'Britannia Beaver'



Going under the bridge that I cross every day was a little odd and although very tall it actually looked very insubstantial from underneath. 


Littlebrook Power Station towered up on the Kent side and then we were passing Purfleet and the Royal Hotel before a rousing reception of mass waving from everyone in our very own visitor centre which I have to admit looked fantastic from this vantage point. 

Ro-Ro

'Bro Nuuk'

'Wilhemine'

RSPB Rainham Marshes - home...


We swung back across the Thames towards the Darent Barrier.  ‘Bob’ the bull Grey Seal was mid channel and two Harbour Seals were at the inlet mouth but there were no waders on the tiny bit of exposed mud. The sound of gunfire and the smell of the sewage works greeted our south shore arrival as we retraced our route back to the ferry jetty passing the 'Andrea' and  ‘Beaver’ heading back out and the ‘Wide Bravo’ just being towed into Tilbury.

Littlebrook Power Station





'Wide Bravo'
 
'Andrea'

'Celestine'


The crew safely deposited us back on time and we bid our farewells after an enlightening few hours seeing Old father Thames from an entirely new perspective.