Sunday 1st April (The Start of Another Month)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sky where the sun shone through a hazy layer of thin cloud. A blackbird sang tunefully from a tree and wood pigeons cooed. Today Mr. Kite felt better and had a plan.
Polemere
Mr. Kite cycled to Polemere in the sunshine. On arrival he opened the hide window and looked out over the water where the birds were preparing for the nesting season. pairs of ducks and geese courted with each other and preened their feathers.
On this sunny day Mr. Kite sat in the warm air looking out over the pool where very little changed; only the arrival of a group of lapwings.
Venus Pool and Atcham
before Mr. Kite home this morning he listened to the song of a willow warbler because his aim was to locate one. So once he arrived at Venus Pool he walked along the hedgerows listening for on. To cut a long story short he did not find one willow warbler.
But Mr. Kite had an enjoyable day and went home for a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Saturday 31 March 2012
Friday 30 March 2012
Friday 30th March (A Farewell Fly Past)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky where a thin layer of cloud was visible. Today was time to go home. So Mr. Kite and His Lady packed up the encampment, set The Sat Nav and started the engine.
Looking at the brook Mr. Kite watched as a blue flash flew past the back of The Joint; a farewell fly past by a kingfisher. So at ten Mr. Kite and the contents of The Joint were heading for Floreat Salopia arriving at one.
Mr. Kite then unpacked The Joint and enjoyed a tipple of Becks. Cheers for a great few days in Bath.
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky where a thin layer of cloud was visible. Today was time to go home. So Mr. Kite and His Lady packed up the encampment, set The Sat Nav and started the engine.
Looking at the brook Mr. Kite watched as a blue flash flew past the back of The Joint; a farewell fly past by a kingfisher. So at ten Mr. Kite and the contents of The Joint were heading for Floreat Salopia arriving at one.
Mr. Kite then unpacked The Joint and enjoyed a tipple of Becks. Cheers for a great few days in Bath.
Thursday 29th March (A Raven, A Pie and A Pint or Two)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky and a frosty ground. Two jays flew between the trees and magpies cackled away to each other.
Following a simple breakfast Mr. Kite and His Lady caught the bus into Bath and strolled along the paths near the River Avon. Lesser black-back gulls, herring gulls, moorhens, canada geese and a greylag were spotted.
On this warm and sunny morning lots of birds and people enjoyed the river. Sitting by the water watching the birds became thirty work so Mr. Kite and His Lady decided that it was time for The Raven. Now this raven is not a black bird or a plunderer or a prowl for prey. No this raven is a great pub in Bath.
Finding a cosy corner in the upstairs bar Mr. Kite ordered a pint of Raven and a gin and tonic, two pies and lashing of chips. Mr. Kite and His Lady then sat for two hours inside The Raven eating and drinking wonderful food and drink. Eventually Mr. Kite and His Lady had to stop eating and drinking and return to The Joint.
Enjoying a tipple of Becks Mr. Kite and His Lady sat by the babbling brook as a wren came to join them. Cheers to The Raven, the beer, the food and the varied birds of Bath. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky and a frosty ground. Two jays flew between the trees and magpies cackled away to each other.
Following a simple breakfast Mr. Kite and His Lady caught the bus into Bath and strolled along the paths near the River Avon. Lesser black-back gulls, herring gulls, moorhens, canada geese and a greylag were spotted.
On this warm and sunny morning lots of birds and people enjoyed the river. Sitting by the water watching the birds became thirty work so Mr. Kite and His Lady decided that it was time for The Raven. Now this raven is not a black bird or a plunderer or a prowl for prey. No this raven is a great pub in Bath.
Finding a cosy corner in the upstairs bar Mr. Kite ordered a pint of Raven and a gin and tonic, two pies and lashing of chips. Mr. Kite and His Lady then sat for two hours inside The Raven eating and drinking wonderful food and drink. Eventually Mr. Kite and His Lady had to stop eating and drinking and return to The Joint.
Enjoying a tipple of Becks Mr. Kite and His Lady sat by the babbling brook as a wren came to join them. Cheers to The Raven, the beer, the food and the varied birds of Bath. Cheers.
Wednesday 28th March (Audubons Fur and Feathers)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky. The air was cold and the ground frosty.
Today Mr. Kite and His lady went to look at an exhibition of fur and feathers painted by John James Audubon on elephant sized paper hanging in The American Museum Bath.
Audubon (1785-1851) was an American naturalist and artist who painted the birds of North America during his travels across the country. Using elephant sized paper Audubon painted the larger birds folded in awkward position whilst the smaller birds are painted in numbers on a tree or branch.
This was the first time Mr. Kite and His Lady had studied an original painting from this fantastic artist and it was spectacular. To look at the detail of fur and feather was astonishing; magnificent paintings.
The museum also had another exhibition labelled The Compassionate Eye Birds and Beasts from the American Museum's Print Collection. Once again it was a superb display of lithographs, wood carving and engravings of birds and beasts of America.
Mr. Kite would urge any bird-watcher, beast-watcher or anyone to visit Claverton House to enjoy the exhibition and the fabulous grounds and views. Within the site are paintings, sculptures and real birds and beast.
After a memorable day Mr. Kite and His Lady sat by a babbling brook and had a tipple of Becks. Cheers to all those whose artwork lined the walls of Claverton House.
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky. The air was cold and the ground frosty.
Today Mr. Kite and His lady went to look at an exhibition of fur and feathers painted by John James Audubon on elephant sized paper hanging in The American Museum Bath.
Audubon (1785-1851) was an American naturalist and artist who painted the birds of North America during his travels across the country. Using elephant sized paper Audubon painted the larger birds folded in awkward position whilst the smaller birds are painted in numbers on a tree or branch.
This was the first time Mr. Kite and His Lady had studied an original painting from this fantastic artist and it was spectacular. To look at the detail of fur and feather was astonishing; magnificent paintings.
The museum also had another exhibition labelled The Compassionate Eye Birds and Beasts from the American Museum's Print Collection. Once again it was a superb display of lithographs, wood carving and engravings of birds and beasts of America.
Mr. Kite would urge any bird-watcher, beast-watcher or anyone to visit Claverton House to enjoy the exhibition and the fabulous grounds and views. Within the site are paintings, sculptures and real birds and beast.
After a memorable day Mr. Kite and His Lady sat by a babbling brook and had a tipple of Becks. Cheers to all those whose artwork lined the walls of Claverton House.
Tuesday 27th March (Sunshine)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window onto frost covered grass and a clear blue sky. The dawn chorus had just finished but two greater spotted woodpeckers clung to the trunk of a bare silver birch tree. Wood pigeons perched on the branches of trees as they warmed up in the sunshine.
Later in the morning Mr. Kite sat by the brook looking into they alder trees. A tiny goldcrest appeared and flitted around whilst a grey squirrel jumped from branch to branch. A noisy group of jackdaws flew overhead. Then a bobbing grey wagtail followed the course of the brook. This slate coloured bird with a yellow underneath then disappeared around a bend.
Following a lazy day Mr. Kite had a short trip along the cycle track where many other cyclists were enjoying the sunshine. In a marshy patch Mr. Kite stopped to watch two grey heron snack on frogs that allowed them to let down their guard in the late afternoon warmth. So Mr. Kite had another good day and had a tipple of Becks on the banks of a babbling brook. Cheers to another fabulous day.
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window onto frost covered grass and a clear blue sky. The dawn chorus had just finished but two greater spotted woodpeckers clung to the trunk of a bare silver birch tree. Wood pigeons perched on the branches of trees as they warmed up in the sunshine.
Later in the morning Mr. Kite sat by the brook looking into they alder trees. A tiny goldcrest appeared and flitted around whilst a grey squirrel jumped from branch to branch. A noisy group of jackdaws flew overhead. Then a bobbing grey wagtail followed the course of the brook. This slate coloured bird with a yellow underneath then disappeared around a bend.
Following a lazy day Mr. Kite had a short trip along the cycle track where many other cyclists were enjoying the sunshine. In a marshy patch Mr. Kite stopped to watch two grey heron snack on frogs that allowed them to let down their guard in the late afternoon warmth. So Mr. Kite had another good day and had a tipple of Becks on the banks of a babbling brook. Cheers to another fabulous day.
Monday 26th March (Spring at Newton Mill)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny morning. Soon Mr. Kite and His lady were traveling towards Newton Mill. At 1100 Mr. Kite parked The Joint on the hardstanding and prepared for a few days bird-watching and cycling.
The weather was warm and sunny. Just behind The Joint a small brook babbled. On the banks primroses, daisies and ramson grew. Lots of fresh shoots pierced the warming soil. In the woods green woodpeckers called to each other.
Soon Mr. Kite spotted blackbirds, magpies. robins carrion crows, common buzzards, wood pigeons, blue tits, great tits and long-tailed tits. On the grass a pair of mallards sat in the warm sunshine. Over some fir trees a sparrowhawk circled and turned sharply as it looked for a victim.
In the late afternoon Mr. Kite cycled along a short section of the bath and Bristol Cycle Route where he stopped to look at lesser black-backed gulls and mute swans. From the top of a tree a song thrush sang and overhead a raven called.
The borders of the cycle route were fresh and green where the first blue bells of the year dangled. In the spring warmth butterflies and bees took to the air.
Following a pleasant day Mr. Kite sat outside The Joint and had a tipple of Wychwood Hobgoblin. Cheers to the bird, bees and plants of Newton Mill.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny morning. Soon Mr. Kite and His lady were traveling towards Newton Mill. At 1100 Mr. Kite parked The Joint on the hardstanding and prepared for a few days bird-watching and cycling.
The weather was warm and sunny. Just behind The Joint a small brook babbled. On the banks primroses, daisies and ramson grew. Lots of fresh shoots pierced the warming soil. In the woods green woodpeckers called to each other.
Soon Mr. Kite spotted blackbirds, magpies. robins carrion crows, common buzzards, wood pigeons, blue tits, great tits and long-tailed tits. On the grass a pair of mallards sat in the warm sunshine. Over some fir trees a sparrowhawk circled and turned sharply as it looked for a victim.
In the late afternoon Mr. Kite cycled along a short section of the bath and Bristol Cycle Route where he stopped to look at lesser black-backed gulls and mute swans. From the top of a tree a song thrush sang and overhead a raven called.
The borders of the cycle route were fresh and green where the first blue bells of the year dangled. In the spring warmth butterflies and bees took to the air.
Following a pleasant day Mr. Kite sat outside The Joint and had a tipple of Wychwood Hobgoblin. Cheers to the bird, bees and plants of Newton Mill.
Sunday 25 March 2012
Sunday 25th March (British Summer Time)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a clear morning; the first one of British Summer Time.
To cut a long story short Mr. Kite had a busy morning but in the late afternoon went for a short bird-watching trip. On a warm and pleasant afternoon Mr. Kite cycled to Venus Pool where the usual birds were on display. Following on from there mr. Kite went to Atcham and scoured the river where canada geese and goosander fed.
On reaching home Mr. Kite had a tipple of Wychwood Brewery Hobgoblin. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a clear morning; the first one of British Summer Time.
To cut a long story short Mr. Kite had a busy morning but in the late afternoon went for a short bird-watching trip. On a warm and pleasant afternoon Mr. Kite cycled to Venus Pool where the usual birds were on display. Following on from there mr. Kite went to Atcham and scoured the river where canada geese and goosander fed.
On reaching home Mr. Kite had a tipple of Wychwood Brewery Hobgoblin. Cheers.
Saturday 24 March 2012
Saturday 24th March (A Foggy Start)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a foggy road. The forecast was promising. Today Mr. Kite had a plan. However the plan did not go as expected.
Monkmoor Lagoon
In the afternoon Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and went to Monkmoor Lagoon where spring was in full flow with courting great crested-grebes. A pair of mute swan were putting the finishing touches to their nest and nearby a canadian goose sat proudly on a nest.
Mallards courted and coots called to their mates. On a warm spring afternoon the butterflies put in an appearance.
Mr. Kite returned home for a tipple of Leffe 9%. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a foggy road. The forecast was promising. Today Mr. Kite had a plan. However the plan did not go as expected.
Monkmoor Lagoon
In the afternoon Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and went to Monkmoor Lagoon where spring was in full flow with courting great crested-grebes. A pair of mute swan were putting the finishing touches to their nest and nearby a canadian goose sat proudly on a nest.
Mallards courted and coots called to their mates. On a warm spring afternoon the butterflies put in an appearance.
Mr. Kite returned home for a tipple of Leffe 9%. Cheers.
Friday 23 March 2012
Friday 23rd March (A Man, A Plan, and a Bike)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The forecast was good. Spring was here and the migrants were arriving. Mr. Kite wanted to see some of these summer visitors. So at eleven o'clock Mr. Kite and his birding companion were in competition watching birds.
Bayston Hill
The Incapacitants headed towards Bayston Hill stopping at the Rea Brook to watch many birds including a pair of treecreepers. In the bright sunshine the white underneath of this pair seemed to shine. Both birds came close and walked up a dead tree pecking into the crevices with their short curved beak.
A mistle thrush came to bathe in to running water whilst its partner sat on top of a tree watching to make sure ' the other half' was clean, tidy and in good condition.
Soon The Incapacitants were in Bayston Hill with binoculars focused on a bird perched in a small bare tree. This bird was not a common sight in Floreat Salopia. Bigger than a sparrow and smaller than a blackbird this bird had quite a long tail. With a green body and yellow head and some black spots. Fortunately this definitely was a migrant all the way from Australia; a budgerigar (Melopsittacus undulatas). Joey was a pretty sight and counted in the birding competition.
Sharpstone Quarry
In the sunshine Sharpstone Quarry was warm and pleasant and a good place to look for birds. In the hedgerows a group of yellowhammers courted. Then a much less common bird appeared. This bird is becoming much less common. With a brown cap and a black spot on a white neck this uncommon tree sparrow was a pleasing sight.
Further along the quarry flock of linnets and meadow pipits moved around with ravens and common buzzards overhead.
Atcham
On the banks of the River Severn a flock of canadian geese sat. The Incapacitants stopped to scan the flock and search the shingle beaches for other birds. Only the geese were spotted. Then a buzzards sized bird appeared and circled. Lighter underneath with black parts on the wings with black and white on the head this was another summer visitor; an Osprey. This time the osprey was not using the fish for fishing but as a navigation aid as it casually circled and then headed upstream gaining height and then disappeared.
Following that two sand martins flitted past The Incapacitants. The summer visitors were on view and sand martins at last; one week later than expected.
Venus Pool
Finally it was Venus Pool for one hour. On view were the usual and this included a green sandpiper.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The forecast was good. Spring was here and the migrants were arriving. Mr. Kite wanted to see some of these summer visitors. So at eleven o'clock Mr. Kite and his birding companion were in competition watching birds.
Bayston Hill
The Incapacitants headed towards Bayston Hill stopping at the Rea Brook to watch many birds including a pair of treecreepers. In the bright sunshine the white underneath of this pair seemed to shine. Both birds came close and walked up a dead tree pecking into the crevices with their short curved beak.
A mistle thrush came to bathe in to running water whilst its partner sat on top of a tree watching to make sure ' the other half' was clean, tidy and in good condition.
Soon The Incapacitants were in Bayston Hill with binoculars focused on a bird perched in a small bare tree. This bird was not a common sight in Floreat Salopia. Bigger than a sparrow and smaller than a blackbird this bird had quite a long tail. With a green body and yellow head and some black spots. Fortunately this definitely was a migrant all the way from Australia; a budgerigar (Melopsittacus undulatas). Joey was a pretty sight and counted in the birding competition.
Sharpstone Quarry
In the sunshine Sharpstone Quarry was warm and pleasant and a good place to look for birds. In the hedgerows a group of yellowhammers courted. Then a much less common bird appeared. This bird is becoming much less common. With a brown cap and a black spot on a white neck this uncommon tree sparrow was a pleasing sight.
Further along the quarry flock of linnets and meadow pipits moved around with ravens and common buzzards overhead.
Atcham
On the banks of the River Severn a flock of canadian geese sat. The Incapacitants stopped to scan the flock and search the shingle beaches for other birds. Only the geese were spotted. Then a buzzards sized bird appeared and circled. Lighter underneath with black parts on the wings with black and white on the head this was another summer visitor; an Osprey. This time the osprey was not using the fish for fishing but as a navigation aid as it casually circled and then headed upstream gaining height and then disappeared.
Following that two sand martins flitted past The Incapacitants. The summer visitors were on view and sand martins at last; one week later than expected.
Venus Pool
Finally it was Venus Pool for one hour. On view were the usual and this included a green sandpiper.
Thursday 22 March 2012
Thursday 222nd March (Springtime Promises and a New Bicycle)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. In the east the sun was rising and the wood pigeons were softly 'twooooing'.
Today Mr. Kite is the proud owner of a new Dawes Horizon. This machine will take Mr. Kite on many nature watching adventures. Now that spring is here Mr. Kite is fully equipped to make the most of his time bird-watching and enjoying the sights and sounds of the natural world.
With graves to attend and some visiting Mr. Kite did not have too much time to watch birds. But in the graveyard at Morville Church Mr. Kite listening to chaffinch, robins and great tits.
Late in the afternoon The Beast was taken for a gentle trip to Monkmoor Lagoon and the River Severn looking for sand martins. Now Mr. Kite should have seen these migrants last week but although he searched and searched he did not spot one little blighter.
So would Mr. Kite watch one of these fly over Monkmoor Lagoon or the River Severn? Firstly Mr. Kite sat in a hide and scanned the lagoon; not one sand martin. Then onto the River Severn for a thirty minute watch over the river banks; still not one sand martin. Lastly back to the hide. Would Mr. Kite see a sand martin?
The answer is no. So Mr. Kite returned home for a tipple of Guiness. Cheers; where are the sand martins?
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. In the east the sun was rising and the wood pigeons were softly 'twooooing'.
Today Mr. Kite is the proud owner of a new Dawes Horizon. This machine will take Mr. Kite on many nature watching adventures. Now that spring is here Mr. Kite is fully equipped to make the most of his time bird-watching and enjoying the sights and sounds of the natural world.
With graves to attend and some visiting Mr. Kite did not have too much time to watch birds. But in the graveyard at Morville Church Mr. Kite listening to chaffinch, robins and great tits.
Late in the afternoon The Beast was taken for a gentle trip to Monkmoor Lagoon and the River Severn looking for sand martins. Now Mr. Kite should have seen these migrants last week but although he searched and searched he did not spot one little blighter.
So would Mr. Kite watch one of these fly over Monkmoor Lagoon or the River Severn? Firstly Mr. Kite sat in a hide and scanned the lagoon; not one sand martin. Then onto the River Severn for a thirty minute watch over the river banks; still not one sand martin. Lastly back to the hide. Would Mr. Kite see a sand martin?
The answer is no. So Mr. Kite returned home for a tipple of Guiness. Cheers; where are the sand martins?
Wednesday 21 March 2012
Wednesday 21st March (The Beast is Retiring and Spring Brings a New Horizon)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The dawn chorus was just finishing. Today Mr. Kite did not watch birds but decided that The Beast must be replaced. So Mr. Kite spent the day looking around to find a replacement for the loyal Beast.
Having chosen a new cycle Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Thwaites Lancaster Bomber Bitter. Cheers to the new bicycles and the journeys it will have.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The dawn chorus was just finishing. Today Mr. Kite did not watch birds but decided that The Beast must be replaced. So Mr. Kite spent the day looking around to find a replacement for the loyal Beast.
Having chosen a new cycle Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Thwaites Lancaster Bomber Bitter. Cheers to the new bicycles and the journeys it will have.
Tuesday 20 March 2012
Tuesday 20th March (Spring is Here)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window two hours after the Spring Equinox. Spring was here. So Mr. Kite had a plan and at 0930 he met his birding companion and The Incapacitants went bird-watching in Spring.
Towards Ratlinghope
On a sunny morning The Incapacitants were in competition and heading towards Ratlinghope stopping to watch birds and identify them. many of the usual species were soon spotted. Cycling towards Picklescott after many stops to listen to chaffinch, blue tits and robins they stopped and listened to a 'chiff chaff'. Now this little bird took some finding as it flitted between bushes and trees marking its territory and attracting a female to make its trip from Africa worthwhile. Standing on a grass verge, amongst some fresh fabulous primroses, The Incapacitants scanned the local area and seemed to have glimpses of it. Then it disappeared and then appeared about five metres away and sat on top of the hedge in full view. The little bird on the hedge was not a willow warbler because it called 'chiff chaff'.
With blossom, blooms and bird song this was definitely a Spring day. Near The Bridges The Incapacitants parked the cycles and walked along Darnford Brook and up a little. Ravens, jackdaws, common buzzards and wood pigeons flew busily around and a flock of fieldfare fed enjoying a rest before their flight back to Scandanavia.
Towards the top of a hill a flock of chaffinch fed on the grass. Looking carefully Mr. Kite noticed a chaffinch sized bird with an orangy plumage and neat black lines on its head; this was a brambling. A colourful and neat sight. Nearby lapwings, starling and redwings moved over a freshly ploughed field.
With a chilly breeze blowing up the valley The Incapacitants then rode to Ratlinghope.
From Ratlinghope towards Home
The wind was now favourable to The Incapacitants as they headed towards home via Habberley for the return leg. Soon a bubbling double-note call was heard. An onomatopoeic haunting shrill that developed into a liquid trill. 'Cuh'rrleel' or 'cour-li' was the call and curlew was the bird. Stopping to look The Incapacitants soon noticed a solitary curlew standing in a luscious green meadow below a moor. The brown bird will a long droopy bill stood around and soon more liquid calls were heard and four more curlews flew over. This seemed to be the sign for the individual in the meadow to take to the air and join the others for a shrilling tour of the area. Rather like an formation flying display the birds met up before doing individual solos showing their white 'v' on their rump.
As the afternoon progressed The Incapacitants stopped for a walk in New Meadow where yellow daffodils and primroses add colour to the fresh green grass. Overhead a red kite, a common buzzards and corvids harried each other.
With the day out coming to an end the birding competition was being lead by Mr. Kite. But a skylark and a pair of mistle thrushes put Mr. Kite in a losing position. So journey back slowed down as mr. Kite looked for three more birds to make it a draw. Looking for a long- tailed tit The Incapacitants spotted a sparrowhawk; then a dunnock and then a wren. The competition was a draw.
Following a good day bird-watching mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers to all those curlews.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window two hours after the Spring Equinox. Spring was here. So Mr. Kite had a plan and at 0930 he met his birding companion and The Incapacitants went bird-watching in Spring.
Towards Ratlinghope
On a sunny morning The Incapacitants were in competition and heading towards Ratlinghope stopping to watch birds and identify them. many of the usual species were soon spotted. Cycling towards Picklescott after many stops to listen to chaffinch, blue tits and robins they stopped and listened to a 'chiff chaff'. Now this little bird took some finding as it flitted between bushes and trees marking its territory and attracting a female to make its trip from Africa worthwhile. Standing on a grass verge, amongst some fresh fabulous primroses, The Incapacitants scanned the local area and seemed to have glimpses of it. Then it disappeared and then appeared about five metres away and sat on top of the hedge in full view. The little bird on the hedge was not a willow warbler because it called 'chiff chaff'.
With blossom, blooms and bird song this was definitely a Spring day. Near The Bridges The Incapacitants parked the cycles and walked along Darnford Brook and up a little. Ravens, jackdaws, common buzzards and wood pigeons flew busily around and a flock of fieldfare fed enjoying a rest before their flight back to Scandanavia.
Towards the top of a hill a flock of chaffinch fed on the grass. Looking carefully Mr. Kite noticed a chaffinch sized bird with an orangy plumage and neat black lines on its head; this was a brambling. A colourful and neat sight. Nearby lapwings, starling and redwings moved over a freshly ploughed field.
With a chilly breeze blowing up the valley The Incapacitants then rode to Ratlinghope.
From Ratlinghope towards Home
The wind was now favourable to The Incapacitants as they headed towards home via Habberley for the return leg. Soon a bubbling double-note call was heard. An onomatopoeic haunting shrill that developed into a liquid trill. 'Cuh'rrleel' or 'cour-li' was the call and curlew was the bird. Stopping to look The Incapacitants soon noticed a solitary curlew standing in a luscious green meadow below a moor. The brown bird will a long droopy bill stood around and soon more liquid calls were heard and four more curlews flew over. This seemed to be the sign for the individual in the meadow to take to the air and join the others for a shrilling tour of the area. Rather like an formation flying display the birds met up before doing individual solos showing their white 'v' on their rump.
As the afternoon progressed The Incapacitants stopped for a walk in New Meadow where yellow daffodils and primroses add colour to the fresh green grass. Overhead a red kite, a common buzzards and corvids harried each other.
With the day out coming to an end the birding competition was being lead by Mr. Kite. But a skylark and a pair of mistle thrushes put Mr. Kite in a losing position. So journey back slowed down as mr. Kite looked for three more birds to make it a draw. Looking for a long- tailed tit The Incapacitants spotted a sparrowhawk; then a dunnock and then a wren. The competition was a draw.
Following a good day bird-watching mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers to all those curlews.
Monday 19 March 2012
Sunday 18 March 2012
Saturday 17 March 2012
Saturday 17th March (Did Mr. Kite find the Sand Martin)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny sky. Spring was progressing and today Mr. Kite had a plan.
At ten o'clock Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and headed towards Venus Pool with the intention of spotting a sand martin. Now for the past amny year Mr. Kite has spotted a sand martin on March 16th. Today is March 17th and the question is: 'Would Mr. Kite spot a sand martin?'
Looking out over the water mr. Kite scoured the sky and searched the surrounding. Every small bird was a hopeful sign. To cut a long story short Mr. Kite did not find a sand martin but he did enjoy a tipple of Greene King Abbots Ale. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny sky. Spring was progressing and today Mr. Kite had a plan.
At ten o'clock Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and headed towards Venus Pool with the intention of spotting a sand martin. Now for the past amny year Mr. Kite has spotted a sand martin on March 16th. Today is March 17th and the question is: 'Would Mr. Kite spot a sand martin?'
Looking out over the water mr. Kite scoured the sky and searched the surrounding. Every small bird was a hopeful sign. To cut a long story short Mr. Kite did not find a sand martin but he did enjoy a tipple of Greene King Abbots Ale. Cheers.
Friday 16 March 2012
Friday 16th March (Looking for Signs of Spring)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a greyish white sky. A robin sang to mark his territory. Today Mr. Kite had a plan; to search for a sand martin.
On this date in recent years Mr. Kite had managed to spot at least one sand martin. These small fluttery birds with a forked tail are one of the earliest summer visitors to arrive. Brown on the top and white underneath with a brown band they are often seen flying low over water. Would Mr. Kite spot one today?
First Stop Venus Pool
In the cool morning air Mr. Kite cycled along the country lanes passing blossoms and buds bursting with leaves. Dunnocks, robins, chaffinch and wrens flitted in the hedgerows. Spring was secretly and slowly heading towards summer. Corvids and buzzards flew overhead.
Mr. Kite arrived at V.P. and sat in the hide scanning the low over the water looking for a little brown bird. In front of the hide a common redshank waded with coots, moorhens, teal, mallards and a shoveler nearby. Shelduck slept on the islands with lapwings. But a sand martin could not be seen. For nearly an hour Mr. Kite searched the area but without success.
Second Stop Atcham Bridge
Following a gentle ride from V.P. Mr. Kite arrived at Atcham Bridge. With good views from the two bridges Mr. Kite looked out over the River Severn and along the river banks. Plenty of canada geese and goosander could be seen but not a sand martin. For a good thirty minutes Mr. Kite peered over the parapet looking but again without success.
Third Stop Monkmoor Lagoon
The last chance was Monkmoor Lagoon where sand martins nest in a bank near the hide and on the river. Opening the window of the hide mr. Kite spotted mute swans, mallards, teal and stock doves. Searching for nearly an hour once again Mr. Kite was not successful. However it was a pleasant few hours cycling and bird-watching.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a greyish white sky. A robin sang to mark his territory. Today Mr. Kite had a plan; to search for a sand martin.
On this date in recent years Mr. Kite had managed to spot at least one sand martin. These small fluttery birds with a forked tail are one of the earliest summer visitors to arrive. Brown on the top and white underneath with a brown band they are often seen flying low over water. Would Mr. Kite spot one today?
First Stop Venus Pool
In the cool morning air Mr. Kite cycled along the country lanes passing blossoms and buds bursting with leaves. Dunnocks, robins, chaffinch and wrens flitted in the hedgerows. Spring was secretly and slowly heading towards summer. Corvids and buzzards flew overhead.
Mr. Kite arrived at V.P. and sat in the hide scanning the low over the water looking for a little brown bird. In front of the hide a common redshank waded with coots, moorhens, teal, mallards and a shoveler nearby. Shelduck slept on the islands with lapwings. But a sand martin could not be seen. For nearly an hour Mr. Kite searched the area but without success.
Second Stop Atcham Bridge
Following a gentle ride from V.P. Mr. Kite arrived at Atcham Bridge. With good views from the two bridges Mr. Kite looked out over the River Severn and along the river banks. Plenty of canada geese and goosander could be seen but not a sand martin. For a good thirty minutes Mr. Kite peered over the parapet looking but again without success.
Third Stop Monkmoor Lagoon
The last chance was Monkmoor Lagoon where sand martins nest in a bank near the hide and on the river. Opening the window of the hide mr. Kite spotted mute swans, mallards, teal and stock doves. Searching for nearly an hour once again Mr. Kite was not successful. However it was a pleasant few hours cycling and bird-watching.
Thursday 15 March 2012
Thursday 15th March (A Cool Foggy Start)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a foggy morning. The buds on the lime trees were clearly round as they were silhouetted against the grey fog.
In the garden blossom trees displayed fine white petals. Spring was progressing.
With some chores to complete Mr. Kite had a quiet day but enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a foggy morning. The buds on the lime trees were clearly round as they were silhouetted against the grey fog.
In the garden blossom trees displayed fine white petals. Spring was progressing.
With some chores to complete Mr. Kite had a quiet day but enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Wednesday 14 March 2012
Wednesday 14th March (Spring with a Floozie in a Jacuzzi)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The dawn chorus of the robin had just finished.
Today Mr. Kite traveled to Birmingham to see some of Leonardo's sketches so did not have much time for bird-watching. However Mr. Kite and His Lady sat by the Floozie in the Jacuzzi and watched a lesser black-back gull bathing by the beauty. The clear water cleaned the already shiny white gull to a sparkling shine. It's yellow legs and plumage were spotless; just right for spring courting.
At home Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The dawn chorus of the robin had just finished.
Today Mr. Kite traveled to Birmingham to see some of Leonardo's sketches so did not have much time for bird-watching. However Mr. Kite and His Lady sat by the Floozie in the Jacuzzi and watched a lesser black-back gull bathing by the beauty. The clear water cleaned the already shiny white gull to a sparkling shine. It's yellow legs and plumage were spotless; just right for spring courting.
At home Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Tuesday 13 March 2012
Tuesday 13th March (Spring Progresses and a Summer Visitor)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. Spring was creeping along and a robin sang from a low bush. So Mr. Kite arranged a bird-watching trip today with his birding companion.
Around the Town
At eleven o'clock The Incapacitants were spotting birds and looking at the sky for signs of a break in the cloud. All the usual birds were on view and plenty of them. The Rea Brook did not produce anything of note.
The Trip to Lodge Hill
Cycling through Bayston Hill and Condover skylarks and corvids were airborne. Chaffinch, gold finch and greenfinch were in the hedges and trees. A walk around a field produced a large flock of birds that were mainly chaffinch but amongst them there were possibly brambling and a stonechat but because they were flittish it was difficult to make a positive identification.
Lodge Hill
Lodge Hill was calm and cloudy today but not quiet. Overhead ravens croaked throughout the walk. In the tall pine trees more bird calls could be heard. Blue tits, great tits and coal tits were common. A greater-spotted woodpecker made an appearance and noisily drummed on a bare tree. Sitting on the top by the trig point three common crossbills could be seen feeding on the cones of a pine. In the dull light their pink/red colours were not as illuminating but good views were had as they broke open cones spilling bits on the ground.
On the way down The Incapacitants stopped to watch a group of goldcrests flitting around very close where the yellow stripe on their heads could be clearly seen. With a number of blue tits close by it was interesting to compare the sleaker goldcrests with the more stocky blue tits; and the finer bills on the goldcrests.
Lastly another sign of spring sat in a low bare tree. Bigger than the goldcrest, smaller and slimmer than the blue tit this bird was a joy to see. This little bird generally is onomatopoeic with a 'chiff chaff'. Today this chiffchaff was silent; possibly exhausted following a long flight across Southern Europe.
So The Incapacitants had a good day watching birds and seeing more signs of the gradually process of spring. On a good day the competition was a draw. mr. Kite cycled home and enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. Spring was creeping along and a robin sang from a low bush. So Mr. Kite arranged a bird-watching trip today with his birding companion.
Around the Town
At eleven o'clock The Incapacitants were spotting birds and looking at the sky for signs of a break in the cloud. All the usual birds were on view and plenty of them. The Rea Brook did not produce anything of note.
The Trip to Lodge Hill
Cycling through Bayston Hill and Condover skylarks and corvids were airborne. Chaffinch, gold finch and greenfinch were in the hedges and trees. A walk around a field produced a large flock of birds that were mainly chaffinch but amongst them there were possibly brambling and a stonechat but because they were flittish it was difficult to make a positive identification.
Lodge Hill
Lodge Hill was calm and cloudy today but not quiet. Overhead ravens croaked throughout the walk. In the tall pine trees more bird calls could be heard. Blue tits, great tits and coal tits were common. A greater-spotted woodpecker made an appearance and noisily drummed on a bare tree. Sitting on the top by the trig point three common crossbills could be seen feeding on the cones of a pine. In the dull light their pink/red colours were not as illuminating but good views were had as they broke open cones spilling bits on the ground.
On the way down The Incapacitants stopped to watch a group of goldcrests flitting around very close where the yellow stripe on their heads could be clearly seen. With a number of blue tits close by it was interesting to compare the sleaker goldcrests with the more stocky blue tits; and the finer bills on the goldcrests.
Lastly another sign of spring sat in a low bare tree. Bigger than the goldcrest, smaller and slimmer than the blue tit this bird was a joy to see. This little bird generally is onomatopoeic with a 'chiff chaff'. Today this chiffchaff was silent; possibly exhausted following a long flight across Southern Europe.
So The Incapacitants had a good day watching birds and seeing more signs of the gradually process of spring. On a good day the competition was a draw. mr. Kite cycled home and enjoyed a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Monday 12 March 2012
Sunday 11 March 2012
Sunday 11th March (A Trip on a Spring Day)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a grey sky. The buds on the lime trees were well formed.
Polemere
On a windless day Mr. Kite cycled towards Polemere. Corvids noisily fed in the fields. A sparrowhawk flew slowly near a hedgerow before diving and hedge hopping. Polemere had its usual residents; mallards, wigeon, teal, coot, moorhen, pied wagtail and a shelduck. A stock dove sat in a tree.
Venus Pool
The highlight of the day was in the field at Venus Pool where a pair of grey partridge walked around the bare field. This is the first time Mr. Kite has watched grey partridge at V.P. was many years. Thirty stock doves, about sixty linnets and corvids fed in the same field.
Monkmoor
Lastly Mr. Kite dropped in at Monkmoor Lagoon to see canadian geese, mallards and a cormorant. In the trees a large group of long tail tits fed. After a good day out Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Becks. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a grey sky. The buds on the lime trees were well formed.
Polemere
On a windless day Mr. Kite cycled towards Polemere. Corvids noisily fed in the fields. A sparrowhawk flew slowly near a hedgerow before diving and hedge hopping. Polemere had its usual residents; mallards, wigeon, teal, coot, moorhen, pied wagtail and a shelduck. A stock dove sat in a tree.
Venus Pool
The highlight of the day was in the field at Venus Pool where a pair of grey partridge walked around the bare field. This is the first time Mr. Kite has watched grey partridge at V.P. was many years. Thirty stock doves, about sixty linnets and corvids fed in the same field.
Monkmoor
Lastly Mr. Kite dropped in at Monkmoor Lagoon to see canadian geese, mallards and a cormorant. In the trees a large group of long tail tits fed. After a good day out Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Becks. Cheers.
Saturday 10 March 2012
Friday 9 March 2012
Friday 9th March (Looking for a Sand Martin)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy grey sky. But spring was creeping along. A brighter light lit the sky.
In the late morning Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and cycled slowly along country lanes towards Venus Pool. With thoughts of spring in his mind Mr. Kite was thinking that anytime now a sand martin could be seen. The field were green and quiet but robins and great tits could be heard and blue tits seen in the hedges. Overhead common buzzards and ravens soared.
Opening the hide window Mr. Kite looked over the bare earth, green grass and the water of Venus Pool. In front a group of about fifty lapwings sat on an island. A handful of black-headed gulls flew about, sat around and noisily squabbled. In the shallows two green sandpipers waded on the edge dipping into the water every few steps. Eighteen shelduck fed in the waters of the pool by putting their heads under the water leaving their upturned body on show.
In the air a peregrine falcon flew over the pool and surprisingly did not cause a stir; all birds stayed put. A flock of linnets flew around the pool over the fields and into the thin woods. Just before Mr. Kite started his return journey fourteen curlews glided in and settled on an island.
Following a good day Mr. Kite returned for a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy grey sky. But spring was creeping along. A brighter light lit the sky.
In the late morning Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and cycled slowly along country lanes towards Venus Pool. With thoughts of spring in his mind Mr. Kite was thinking that anytime now a sand martin could be seen. The field were green and quiet but robins and great tits could be heard and blue tits seen in the hedges. Overhead common buzzards and ravens soared.
Opening the hide window Mr. Kite looked over the bare earth, green grass and the water of Venus Pool. In front a group of about fifty lapwings sat on an island. A handful of black-headed gulls flew about, sat around and noisily squabbled. In the shallows two green sandpipers waded on the edge dipping into the water every few steps. Eighteen shelduck fed in the waters of the pool by putting their heads under the water leaving their upturned body on show.
In the air a peregrine falcon flew over the pool and surprisingly did not cause a stir; all birds stayed put. A flock of linnets flew around the pool over the fields and into the thin woods. Just before Mr. Kite started his return journey fourteen curlews glided in and settled on an island.
Following a good day Mr. Kite returned for a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Thursday 8 March 2012
Thursday 8th March (Some Spring Sunshine and Great Success for a Great Tit)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny sky. Wood pigeons called.
In the afternoon Mr. Kite and His Lady went to Morville Church to put flowers on a grave. In the churchyard the signs of spring were evident. Cherry blossom on the trees and daffodils popping their shoots through the green grass. From a low tree another sign of spring was heard. The 'teacher, teacher, teacher' call of a great tit. This birds appeared to be calling to attract a mate and was having great success; three female great tits sat in other branches of the tree listening to their suitor.
With great enthusiasm the bird kept up the calling for fifteen minutes before moving on followed by his 'harem'. Mr. Kite laid the flowers and returned home for a tipple of Greene King IPA. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny sky. Wood pigeons called.
In the afternoon Mr. Kite and His Lady went to Morville Church to put flowers on a grave. In the churchyard the signs of spring were evident. Cherry blossom on the trees and daffodils popping their shoots through the green grass. From a low tree another sign of spring was heard. The 'teacher, teacher, teacher' call of a great tit. This birds appeared to be calling to attract a mate and was having great success; three female great tits sat in other branches of the tree listening to their suitor.
With great enthusiasm the bird kept up the calling for fifteen minutes before moving on followed by his 'harem'. Mr. Kite laid the flowers and returned home for a tipple of Greene King IPA. Cheers.
Wednesday 7 March 2012
Wednesday 7th March (Only a Fat Wood Pigeon)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The wind was blowing the bare trees from side to side. In his garden Mr. Kite watch a fat wood pigeon feeding on the lawn. Now Mr. Kite also looked for Button the cat from next door as she is a vicious little killer that could finish off the plump pigeon. Luckily the pigeon lived to feed another day.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. The wind was blowing the bare trees from side to side. In his garden Mr. Kite watch a fat wood pigeon feeding on the lawn. Now Mr. Kite also looked for Button the cat from next door as she is a vicious little killer that could finish off the plump pigeon. Luckily the pigeon lived to feed another day.
Tuesday 6 March 2012
Tuesday 6th march (A Sunny Warm Spring Day)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a blue sky where the sun was appearing over the horizon. In the garden a pair of collared doves were renovating their nest in preparation for spring. Mr. Kite and his birding companion planned a trip around the local area.
So at ten in the morning The Incapacitants were spotting birds and ticking them off in a competition. Soon they were peering over garden walls into bushes and onto house roofs. Robins, babblers, blue tits, great tits, corvids and the other common birds were seen.
Then it was off to Sharpstone Quarry to watch flock of linnets, meadow pipits, chaffinch, yellowhammers and reed buntings.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a blue sky where the sun was appearing over the horizon. In the garden a pair of collared doves were renovating their nest in preparation for spring. Mr. Kite and his birding companion planned a trip around the local area.
So at ten in the morning The Incapacitants were spotting birds and ticking them off in a competition. Soon they were peering over garden walls into bushes and onto house roofs. Robins, babblers, blue tits, great tits, corvids and the other common birds were seen.
Then it was off to Sharpstone Quarry to watch flock of linnets, meadow pipits, chaffinch, yellowhammers and reed buntings.
Monday 5 March 2012
Monday 5th March (Some Sunshine)
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny sky with a few thin clouds. Against the sky the bare silhouettes of the lime tree were dark but the bud on the ends of the twigs had grown.
Feeling more energetic than normal Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and headed towards Venus Pool. The sun was bright and a chilly northerly wind blew. On the way there Mr. Kite stopped to watch three stock doves feeding in a field. When they eventually took to the air their grey bodies and black wing patches showed well as they flew in formation.
Venus Pool
The water level at Venus Pool had risen recently and signs of spring were evident with a pair of oystercatchers making themselves familiar with the surrounding before building their nest and a male great-crested grebe developing his breeding plumage. On the pool mallards, wigeon and teal swam. A flock of lapwings sat on an island. In front of the hide a green sandpiper fed in the shallow water. From the east five curlews flew in and landed on the waters edge.
Suddenly the lapwings and black-headed gulls took to the air as three common buzzards came into view. In the clear sunny sky their black and white underside showed clearly. It seemed that once the flying flocks had recognised the three buzzards they returned to the ground.
Monkmoor Lagoon
Mr. Kite then cycled to Monkmoor Lagoon where mute swans, canada geese, mallards, pochard, tufted ducks and moorhens were on the water. A grey heron fed near the reeds. With the light fading Mr. Kite then cycled home for a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a sunny sky with a few thin clouds. Against the sky the bare silhouettes of the lime tree were dark but the bud on the ends of the twigs had grown.
Feeling more energetic than normal Mr. Kite saddled The Beast and headed towards Venus Pool. The sun was bright and a chilly northerly wind blew. On the way there Mr. Kite stopped to watch three stock doves feeding in a field. When they eventually took to the air their grey bodies and black wing patches showed well as they flew in formation.
Venus Pool
The water level at Venus Pool had risen recently and signs of spring were evident with a pair of oystercatchers making themselves familiar with the surrounding before building their nest and a male great-crested grebe developing his breeding plumage. On the pool mallards, wigeon and teal swam. A flock of lapwings sat on an island. In front of the hide a green sandpiper fed in the shallow water. From the east five curlews flew in and landed on the waters edge.
Suddenly the lapwings and black-headed gulls took to the air as three common buzzards came into view. In the clear sunny sky their black and white underside showed clearly. It seemed that once the flying flocks had recognised the three buzzards they returned to the ground.
Monkmoor Lagoon
Mr. Kite then cycled to Monkmoor Lagoon where mute swans, canada geese, mallards, pochard, tufted ducks and moorhens were on the water. A grey heron fed near the reeds. With the light fading Mr. Kite then cycled home for a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers.
Sunday 4 March 2012
Saturday 3 March 2012
Friday 2nd March (Back to Floreat Salopia)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a grandstand where collared doves moved between the stanchions. Two hours later Mr. Kite and His Lady were traveling back to Floreat Salopia in sunshine.
Mr. Kite reached home and enjoyed a tipple of Marstons Bitter. Cheers
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a grandstand where collared doves moved between the stanchions. Two hours later Mr. Kite and His Lady were traveling back to Floreat Salopia in sunshine.
Mr. Kite reached home and enjoyed a tipple of Marstons Bitter. Cheers
Thursday 1st March (Sunbathing and Laziness)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window to see rooks on the race course. Walking slowly these black shiny birds were picking up bits for their rookery. On this sunny pleasant warm morning Mr. Kite sat in the sun and sunbathed whilst watching rooks, pied wagtails, common gulls and grey partridge.
In the afternoon Mr. Kite had a short trip on The Beast to Walshingham stopping to watch bullfinches, yellowhammers and jays. On this pleasant warm day the sparrowhawks took to the air in search of a snack. The hedgerows were the hunting ground today as the hawks flew along watching the yellowhammers, chaffinch and bullfinches. With so many hawks around the smaller birds stayed close to safety.
In the late afternoon Mr. Kite had a tipple of Greene King I.P.A. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window to see rooks on the race course. Walking slowly these black shiny birds were picking up bits for their rookery. On this sunny pleasant warm morning Mr. Kite sat in the sun and sunbathed whilst watching rooks, pied wagtails, common gulls and grey partridge.
In the afternoon Mr. Kite had a short trip on The Beast to Walshingham stopping to watch bullfinches, yellowhammers and jays. On this pleasant warm day the sparrowhawks took to the air in search of a snack. The hedgerows were the hunting ground today as the hawks flew along watching the yellowhammers, chaffinch and bullfinches. With so many hawks around the smaller birds stayed close to safety.
In the late afternoon Mr. Kite had a tipple of Greene King I.P.A. Cheers.
Tuesday 28th February (Titchwell)
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a grandstand where collared doves were gently cooing. A nearby rookery was coming to life with hundred of noisy birds.
Today Mr. Kite and His Lady went to Titchwell the well known RSPB reserve. On a pleasant day Mr. Kite ambled around spotting the usual and expected birds from the hides and footpaths. Once again Mr. Kite pointed The Superscope out to see where a group of goldeneye fed. But the occasional common scoter was spotted a pair of long-tailed ducks.
In the late afternoon it was time to go and on the return to the car park a marsh harrier flew over the reeds and a bittern put in an appearance for good measure. With fifty species spotted and thousands of birds watched Mr. Kite and His Lady had a good day. Later as he listened to owls Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Wychwood Hobgoblin. Cheers.
Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a grandstand where collared doves were gently cooing. A nearby rookery was coming to life with hundred of noisy birds.
Today Mr. Kite and His Lady went to Titchwell the well known RSPB reserve. On a pleasant day Mr. Kite ambled around spotting the usual and expected birds from the hides and footpaths. Once again Mr. Kite pointed The Superscope out to see where a group of goldeneye fed. But the occasional common scoter was spotted a pair of long-tailed ducks.
In the late afternoon it was time to go and on the return to the car park a marsh harrier flew over the reeds and a bittern put in an appearance for good measure. With fifty species spotted and thousands of birds watched Mr. Kite and His Lady had a good day. Later as he listened to owls Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Wychwood Hobgoblin. Cheers.
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