The opportunity arose to spend a weekend singing Bach on the Somerset Levels, and as luck would have it this small RSPB reserve was 10 minutes away.
The heronry was busy with nesting and courting grey heron and occasional little egret. Weird primitive sounding squawks and croaks filled the air. Restless herons flew in and out of the treetop nests.
Smaller birds busied themselves in the clearing near to the hide including treecreeper, nuthatch, great spotted woodpecker, great tit, blue tit, coal tit, marsh tit, wren, robin, and my first goldcrest.
I’ve been lucky enough to spend a fair bit of time at Steart Marshes this year and I’ve pulled together some of my better pictures from January’s visits below. Spoonbills overwintered and were a big hit with the photographers, when we could tear ourselves away from the short-eared owls. The extra high tide 0815h 23 Jan 2019 gave the place a very different appearance, truly awe-inspiring!
In April this year (2018) I challenged myself to learn the ropes of birding over the next couple of years by regular outings to local reserves armed with camera and Collins guide (later in the brilliant App format). My aim was to note and if possible photograph my findings and to reach 50 species in 6 months, maybe 100 in a year. The Bird Journal app was also a super find for logging sightings and making notes. April was a slow start as I was on holiday etc. so May was when I really got going! 63 species were logged that month, all in Somerset and I was going well! 9th May was fun, walking the dog along the lane locally and totting up 15 species in a ‘speed birding’ 1/2 hour! Blackcap and Linnet were joined by many of the more commonplace but equally lovely local British birds (see separate post). June was also great with 20 further species in 8 outings. On the year went with Friday afternoons at Ham Wall when work allowed and some Wednesday morning outings plus the rare weekend foray when not tied up elsewhere. I actually reached 100 species in October with a day at Steart where I saw my first ever ringtail hen harrier, first ever merlin, along with , linnet and golden plover – both year firsts, and at least 2 short eared owls which I’d first seen only a few days earlier!
Highlight of the year has to be seeing osprey (Pandion haliaetus) at Westhay NNR on 5th October, a chance sighting walking to the hide and mid-chat with two gentlemen who’d been waiting for the bird to fish earlier and were making their way back home. The bird had indeed succeeded and I managed a following shot of the beautiful raptor heading west with a large fish clasped in his talons (see below) .
I continue to learn fast and as we enter the New Year of 2019. I have logged 106 species and photos of about half of these, I guess. These images are of variable quality and learning how to use a camera while attempting to identify new birds has been a fun and not always totally successful challenge.
I have posted some of my more satisfying shots below, most with a brief caption. More will follow in a separate ‘year of 2018’ post. The ID’s are all mine and I am hopeful for feedback from more experienced birders especially if anyone spots a mistake. I intend to learn!
Wednesday has just become my day again for the first time since I started working in the 70’s – freedom! So after doing my chores and picking apples in the breezy sunshine, I headed down to WWT Steart near Hinckley Point in Somerset for the high tide, to see what I might find.
The wind was picking up as I arrived and with it came squall after squall of heavier and heavier rain, the coat tails of Storm Ali, which was wreaking havoc not much further north of us. It merited a name, the first of the year, because of its ferocity, and the birds seemed to have heard in advance and hunkered down.
Braving the breeze were plucky little egrets, gulls in profusion, a flash of kingfisher and flocks of goldfinches and starlings. Stately swans pointed upwind and remained calm, while a little grebe (my first) dashed for cover in the reeds as I arrived. The waders were nowhere to be seen. All for another day.
And all this just for me, with no-one around except distant farmers on the fields and reserve staff doing their brilliant work, always ready with a smile and a wave.