Plenty of 'rares and scarce' about, including, Black Redstart, Ring Ouzel, Firecrest, Jack Snipe, Dotterel, Yellow-browed Warblers, Little Buntings, Lapland Buntings, Snow Buntings, Turtle Dove, Wrynecks, Subalpine Warblers, Pectoral Sandpiper, American Golden Plover and others probably. I wont embarrass myself by telling you which ones of these I didn't even 'connect with' all week, but three of them have Bunting in their names!
I came away having seen six new birds, even Bun (after spending the previous two weeks on Shetland) saw four new birds. The six were Black-eared Wheatear, Icterine Warbler, Melodious Warbler, Tawny Pipit, Red-breasted Flycatcher and.....
Remember this from last year, well, now I need dream no more.
My most wanted bird Red-eyed Vireo well and truly in the bag!!
"What do you think of it?" Bun asked after my initial view, I couldn't answer, I was actually choked up and almost in tears. Don't ask me why! Bird of the year definitley!
photo by Steve Young
This is a photo of a photo of the actual bird. I purchased it at the Scilly Log.
The photographer Steve Young was standing right alongside me while he was taking this shot, so it really takes me back there when I look at it. I hope he doesn't mind me putting it on here, as a peace offering here's a link to his most excellent bird photography website Birds on Film
I didn't get any photos of it myself as it was too mobile to digiscope and my super-zoom was playing up, in fact I didn't get any good photos of anything this year really. What I did manage to digiscope was pretty dismal due to using the ED50. It was a real pleasure to carry around though, I didn't even know I was carrying it a lot of the time. In some ways I think I'd have preferred to suffer a bit carrying the big scope and got some decent photos. I'll just have to go to the gym before my next visit! Here's a sample of what I did get.
Probably the rarest bird I saw but definitley the dullest. I wouldn't say no to a nice male one though!
What? Well, I was bored at the time and we don't get them on the beach here in Seaton.
First ever photo I've managed to get of a Jack Snipe
Yawn... American Golden Plover.
My highlights were obviously the Red-eyed Vireo, but also the Red-breasted Flycatcher a gorgeous little thing, shame the views were quite brief. The Tawny Pipit was also surprisingly nice... for a Pipit. I had very good scope views of both the 'Hippos' so should have no excuse for getting it wrong when I find one. Another massive highlight was watching a pod of around 200 Common Dolphins some leaping completely out of the water at times, a really unforgettable experience, simply brilliant! :-)
Another unforgettable experience was the utterly horrible dipping of the Pied Wheatear. On Gavin's blog he says that he and Sandra couldn't have been further away from the bird and still be on St. Mary's. They could have. They could have been where we were at Giant's Castle. We also had no phone reception and had to ask a friendly shopkeeper to phone a taxi for us when we got to Old Town. We were about 400 metres from the 'stony field' when we heard the bird had been flushed. We weren't alone either, many birders missed out due to the actions of the selfish minority. At the aftermath of 'The Great Pied Wheatear Dip' I was lucky enough to see my first ever Convolvulus Hawk Moth, I didn't appreciate it much at the time, I'm ashamed to say I was sulking, don't think anyone noticed though! ;-)
A few other pointless Scilly shots:
View from Porthloo towards Hugh Town.
On the only cloudy day of the whole week.
The Scillonian from Old Town
The power of digiscoping, impressive ain't it? ( The magnification not the boat)
View of Hugh Town Bay from the window of our accommodation, complete with Seagull poo!
So much better than a freezing tent on the Garrison, much more in keeping with my advancing years too!
A 'twitch photo' coz they're always popular.
This one is the Tawny Pipit on St. Martin's
Two doddery old geezers I spotted on the Scillonian on the way home.
During Wednesday and Friday this week I spent a total of five and a half hours wandering around Aylesbeare Common looking for the Great Grey Shrikes that have been seen there recently. On the Wednesday I dipped but did have superb views of at least nine Dartford Warblers, four in one bush! It's good to see that they've had a good breeding season this year. I hope it doesn't come to naught when they're all eaten by a Great Grey Shrike! On Friday I eventually got some good if distant views of one of the elusive birds, the other having moved south slightly to Woodbury Castle.
Always worth the effort.
On the day we left the Scillies a Red-flanked Bluetail turned up on St. Martin's and has been showing well ever since. This made me all the more eager to see one. Although there have been a record number in the country this year it may not be a general trend, so I thought best see one while I can. The nearest one by far was the one at Sandy Point, Hampshire, and that's where Bun and I headed first thing this morning. We arrived just five minutes late for the 'first showing' and the second didn't come until an hour and a half later. Bun saw it. I didn't. We had to wait another hour or so for it to appear again but this time I was among the lucky few who managed to get on it in the tangle of vegetation. Whilst standing in the freezing cold and seeing nowt I began to seriously think I must be bonkers " What was I doing this for? It's horrible, I'm giving up this twitching lark" All that negativity immediately evaporated with my first glimpse of the gorgeous little beast. Definitley worth the suffering, definitely! Bird of the year for sure! Red-eyed Vireo reigned supreme for all of six days. I'm so fickle. Mind you I didn't cry when I saw the Bluetail, not even a little bit.
One of the helpful signs showing the way to the reserve, complete with stunning photo of a Grey-flanked Greytail. See superb photo of the actual bird here.
The reserve is apparently such a sensitive site that it's a 'closed site'
with access by prior arrangement only. I think not.
Obviously dogs can't read but I doubt that the good dogs of Hayling Island walk themselves. The place was littered with dog doings