Sunday, 29 November 2015

The whole Autumn in two days

October 2015

The weekend of 27/28 September was spent on the Norfolk coast. The weather was not ideal for bird arrivals, but it was late September and the still conditions and sunshine made birding very pleasant. I worked the hedgerows and field edges around Warham Greens. The lanes held the usual small flocks of Tits, mainly Long-tailed and Blue with the occasional Coal and a few Goldcrests mixed in. On 26th I found a Pied Flycatcher along Garden Drove, which eventually showed quite well. The following day a few Chiffchaffs were feeding along the second droveway with a few Blackcap. As I reached Garden Drove I found a Pied Flycatcher in the small wood, showing much better, but presumably the same bird. However on close inspection of the photos it proved to be a different bird - just shows you shouldn't always make the obvious assumption.

Blue Tit - Warham Greens
Chiffchaff - Warham Greens

Chiffchaff - Warham Greens
Long-tailed Tit - Warham Greens
The first Pied Flycatcher at Warham on 27th
Eventually got a better view
And the evidence of the wing pattern/age that proves it a different bird
The second Pied Flycatcher seen on 28th at Warham - note the lack of a primary covert flash on this juvenile
This bird showed much better
I spent the 10th October birding in NE Kent with Gary Howard, who I hadn't been birding with since we were in China back in May. We started the day at Chamber's Wall near Reculver birding the hedges and fields along the track, across the railway and on to the sea wall. A Brambling flew over the fishermen's car park and a Kingfisher showed well along the ditch. Migrants were thin on the ground as we worked the scrub, finding a few Goldcrests and the odd Chiffchaff. A few Meadow Pipit and six Stonechat were seen along the track and three Golden Plover were hiding in the field. Surprisingly in the few bushes along the concrete sea wall we found 5 Chiffchaff and 2 Blackcap, suggesting a few birds had arrived overnight. A couple of Bearded Tit were feeding in the reeds, possibly migrants?

Spurred on I decided to kick through the wet grass and reeds along the ditch back to the railway. A ticking bunting call caused me to stall and kick back through one section, but to no avail. As I turned to continue down the ditch an acrocephalus warbler flicked out of the grass. I pished to attract it into view and sure enough it appeared allowing some brief but good views. Unfortunately I was unprepared and the camera was tucked safely in my ruck sack - damn. I was pretty sure it was just a late Reed Warbler and not one of the rarer plain acros that I might have dreamed about finding. However some photos would prove it for sure, so I grabbed the camera and moved to a better position before pishing again. Thankfully it responded again and I fired off a few images. It was indeed a Reed Warbler.

Reed Warbler
It performed perfectly showing its wings beautifully in the sunshine

The return walk was pretty uneventful. We moved on to Reculver checking a rather windy West Brook where a Peregrine flew across the otherwise quiet valley. We went to the Towers and scanned out to sea from the car park. A flock of 8 Little Gull flew west and 4 Great Skuas went east, so we walked up to the Towers where I was delighted to find Micky Baldock and Colin Osborne - two of the Reculver regulars when I used to spend more time here. A couple of high Little Gull came in and headed inland, but otherwise little moved over the next hour. Gary and I walked around the edge of the caravan park where the owners seem to have destroyed much of the habitat and filled it with rubbish - very sad. We walked right around the edge seeing a few Chiffchaffs in the hedge but nothing much else. 

The following weekend back in Norfolk we had a walk at Holkham from Lady Anne's Drive westwards towards the dunes at Burnham Overy. It felt like Yellow-browed Warblers were everywhere, their distinctive calls coming from every suitable patch of scrub and bushes. We saw at least six along the path getting good views of most, among good numbers of Goldcrests and Chiffchaffs. With the first flocks of Pink-footed Geese appearing on the marshes autumn was properly underway.

Burnham Overy Dunes
Two more Yellow-browed Warblers were seen in the campsite wood at Stiffkey, feeding in the sunshine on the southern side of the narrow strip of sycamores. An early morning visit to Warham Greens produced yet another Yellow-browed Warbler among a small Tit flock near the concrete pad. My first Redwings of the autumn flew inland and regular flocks of Starlings moved west almost continually.

Yellow-browed Warbler - Stiffkey Campsite Wood

Mid-month the wind turned properly into the east with its source extending right across eastern Europe and beyond. Almost immediately rarities started to arrive and the North Norfolk coast started to concentrate rarities. As the wet weather persisted arrivals largely stayed put with new birds joining them at key sites. Wells and Holkham Woods proved highly attractive and by the weekend of 17/18 October were literally full of scarce and rare eastern migrants, and many hundreds of birders.

I arrived at Wells Woods just before dawn and walked in prepared for a full day of birding. A second Red-flanked Bluetail (the other at the Holkham end all week) had been found by the drinking pool late on Friday and despite having now seen quite a few in Britain and abroad since my first (with most other British birders) at Winspit Valley back in 1993, I grew up with this as an almost mythical mega bird, they are rather stunning, and I just can't resist them. I went straight to the drinking pool, with flocks of Redwing, Brambling and Goldcrests all around. A group of Fieldfare flew noisily out of the woods. 

I arrived at the pool and instantly the Bluetail was calling. It wasn't long before a small group of birders on the far side of the hollow got on it and soon it flicked into view. Making its way around the edge of the gulley it gave superb views in the early morning half light, pausing on suitable perches and flicking its beautiful blue tail.

Red-flanked Bluetail - Wells Woods





As the crowd started to build I walked back to the main path where the Hume's Warbler was showing well as it fed and occasionally called in some brambles. I had decided to try the Blyth's Reed Warbler after the crowd died down assuming it will have been kicked around first thing. I walked back towards the car park and arrived just after the skulking warbler had shown to the assembled hoard. Almost everyone, having got views after a long wait, had left a few of us to peer aimlessly into a patch of brambles. I stood around for an hour and a half without so much as a 'take', and eventually decided to head back to meet Mac for some lunch. A smart Kingfisher was feeding under the large Leylandii by the car park lake.

After lunch Mac and I walked west from Lady Anne's drive. We arrived at the Washington Hide to be told the Isabelline Shrike was distant and had dropped out of view. With viewing difficult on the ramp we sat in the hide. Suddenly the Shrike appeared on a nearby hawthorn and after some good scope views it flew to the near edge of the woods where it showed brilliantly feeding from small hawthorns and sallows right beside the trail. Great views were had and a few dig scoped shots obtained. 

Isabelline Shrike - Holkham










I was tempted to walk on to look for the other Bluetail, but we decided to head back to the car and have another look around the Wells Woods end, where the Bluetail was much easier and maybe the Blyth's Reed Warbler might hopefully show towards dusk. As we walked back to Lady Anne's drive I found a cracking Siberian Chiffchaff feeding low down among a small tit flock.

We spent another fruitless hour looking at blackberry bushes where the Blyth's had apparently just vanished again, feet away from where I had stood this morning. There was no sign of the Bluetail at the pool so we walked back down the trail for the Hume's Warbler which gave brief views beside the path.

We walked back to the drinking pool to find there had been no sign of the bird for over an hour and a half. However news came through of it being seen 250m west of the pool in the woods. Not exactly precise but we decided to have a wander. Fortunately after about ten minutes of fruitless meandering we came across a birder on his mobile. Suddenly his mate appeared and they set off determinedly as if they knew something. I decided to follow and sure enough they led us to a small group and the Bluetail.



We watched it feeding and flicking around, quite mobile for 30 minutes, at times struggling to stay with it. It vanished into a thick holly bush and hadn't reappeared after ten minutes so we started back to the car. As we walked the Bluetail flew right past but again disappeared with a small crowd in hot pursuit off to our right. I decided not to chase it further and turned back towards the main track. A birder came racing towards us, looking desperate and asking if we knew where the bird was. We pointed towards where it had vanished, he set off and we continued down the path. Within three paces a bird flicked onto a small stump to my left and I raised my binoculars to see - the Bluetail! No idea how it got there, bit fortunately I was able to call the other birder back in time for him to get a view. 

We followed it down the valley getting some super views until it had almost returned to the drinking pool. As we watched it feeding under some scrub loud footsteps racing up behind me caused me to turn to see a young birder with his dad trailing somewhere behind. Fortunately as he arrived I managed to slow him down and got him his first ever look at this Siberian stunner. The smile on his face and look of relief was fantastic and brought back some great memories of some of my first sightings.


The bird flicked away and back towards the drinking pool where after a few minutes it reappeared - just as Gary Howard arrived. We headed away towards the car having enjoyed some very special moments alone with a stunning bird despite the crowds of birders present all day - definitely todays real highlight. We stopped briefly in the Dell area where the Blyth's Reed had been seen but there was no sight nor sound, and we called it a (wonderful) day.


I was up early on 18th and headed straight back to Wells Woods. The weather was perfect for keeping birds grounded but consequently there was nothing new arriving. This at least meant I could focus on looking for some of the birds I missed yesterday. Learning from yesterday I decided to start with the Blyth's Reed Warbler. I stood in the clearing where it had been seen yesterday. 


Three Common Crossbills flew over calling loudly and several Bramblings wheezed overhead. A flock of 30 Redwing burst loudly from the woods as the first dog walkers arrived. A few other birders joined me, but gave up quite quickly, doubtless tempted by news filtering through of some of the other birds being seen. I moved into the brambles having thought I'd heard a 'tek' call. After about 15 minutes I realised everyone else had gone?  I moved toward the Dell area and found the crowd on the other side of the bushes I'd been watching. A sudden rush as the crowd moved into the wood suggested someone had seen it, so I quickly followed. 


Sure enough a birder had been watching it feeding just over a ridge - game on!  As people gathered in the area he had seen it I moved back along the path. A distinct double 'tek' came from dense cover below me followed by a beckoning whistle. As I arrived it dropped into the bramble - getting closer. After a few frantic minutes as it flicked, 'tekked' and showed in different positions around the bush it started to move into the nearest cover.  Keeping on the movement the bird thankfully hopped up and finally into full view. After a couple of brief but good views it vanished again. 


I waited for some time with no further sound and walked out into the clearing towards the path. As I made my way around the edge of the clearing that distinctive 'tek' call came from some large and quite open willows. I found a path into the bushes and found two other birders quietly watching the warbler. Over the next ten minutes it gave really good views as it fed in the willows, sometimes quite high up. Eventually it flicked into thicker cover and the crowd caught on - time to leave. I went back through the clearing and along the path. As I walked past the drinking pool the distinct sound of camera shutters made me stop briefly for more views of the Red-flanked Bluetail, despite yesterdays views I still can't walk past one!


I then walked further down the path where a small crowd was gathered. Instantly the Hume's Warbler started calling and within minutes giving good views. Just before I arrived the group had seen a Pallas' Warbler and a Yellow-browed Warbler in the same area so I waited patiently.  It was hard to keep track in both directions along the path. One sudden gathering gave more views of the Hume's, before I finally clapped eyes on the Pallas' which gave stunning views along the edge of the path. A Yellow-browed was heard calling but not seen.

Pallas' Warbler - Wells Woods







Delighted with my morning I headed back to the car and home for some lunch with Mac. Afterwards we decided to drive down the coast to Weybourne and Sheringham. As we passed Salthouse I caught sight of a juvenile Rough-legged Buzzard on a post beside the road. It was in a very dangerous (to view) area right on a blind bend. I turned around and parked but it was too difficult to view and I couldn't stop on the road. Frustrated we carried on to Muckleburgh Hill, Weybourne. As we got out of the car a Yellow-browed Warbler called from a roadside garden. We crossed and walked down the path to an isolated oak tree in some cut brambles, surrounded by birders. The Olive-backed Pipit had flown into the tree and vanished. After 20 minutes someone spotted it fly down into the woodland behind us where we got some superb views as it fed in the leaf litter.

Olive-backed Pipit - Muckleburgh Hill



As the bird vanished into the deeper woodland we returned to the car and drove further east to Beeston Common where the very pale Isabelline Shrike showed well and a roosting Long-eared Owl sat motionless in a high sycamore tree having arrived off the sea earlier in the day.

Isabelline Shrike - Beeston Common



Long-eared Owl - Beeston Common
In the evening we walked from Morston to Stiffkey Fen seeing a Short-eared Owl over the marsh and thousands of Pink-footed Geese flying out to the mudflats to roost. Mainland birding really doesn't get much better than this weekend! Two Isabelline Shrikes, Red-flanked Bluetail, Blyth's Reed, Hume's, Pallas' and Yellow-browed Warblers, Siberian Chiffchaff, Olive-backed Pipit, Long-eared, Short-eared Owls and Rough-legged Buzzard plus loads of common migrants - simply outstanding.

Pink-footed Geese flocking out to roost
An early morning walk at Warham on 24th produced nice views of a Merlin sat in a stubble field. Despite much effort I found nothing unusual in the quarries or the hedgerows, but always a lovely walk.

Merlin - Warham Greens

Warham Greens
I returned to Warham on 31 October walking the droves and along the coastal path. Blackbirds were around in numbers. A few song thrush, a Mistle Thrush and a couple of Redwing along the coastal strip.  Lots of Reed Bunting around the western quarry and a pair of Stonechat.  A marsh harrier and two Hen Harriers were hunting out over the saltings (adult male and a ringtail). Brent Geese, Curlew, Lapwing were roosting out on the salt marsh over high tide with lots of Little Egrets feeding in the pools. Starlings, a real feature of this autumn, continued to move west in flocks over the marsh, the fields and even inland at Walsingham.

The hedges held a few Goldcrests, Long-tailed Tits and Blue/Great Tit. A couple of Common Buzzard, 2 Kestrel and 2 Sparrowhawk. Dunnocks and Robins were plentiful and in the stubble Skylark numbers were building.


A walk through the fields near Walsingham, along a quiet spring, produced about 10 Yellowhammer, Siskin, Golfinch and Linnet plus a few Reed Bunting in the hedges.  A daytime hunting Barn Owl, a couple of Common Buzzard, a Sparrowhawk and a Kestrel. A Curlew called loudly as it flew over. The highlight came as I walked back up the hill towards the village when a superb ringtail female Hen Harrier flew across my path and away over the fields.