Barry and I set off fairly early for Lockwood Beck reservoir in hope of seeing the osprey that was frequenting the area. Part way there we diverted off course across country to Nosterfield NR as a broad-billed sandpiper was reported. We had decent views of a fairly distant bird but added a lot of species to our day list. My target of 45 soon looked unambitious!
Back on the road to Guisborough and then Lockwood Beck we stopped when Barry 'Hawkeye' Bishop spotted a little owl at the side of the road. We pulled over, checked in the bins that it was still for sale [it was on a house for sale sign]...

...and then got cameras out, wound windows down, turned Tiggy and drove slowly past the owl.

The owl grew bored of watching us and looked elsewhere.

We drove on to Lockwood Beck. A red grouse was disturbed close by as we looked down on the reservoir from the moorland.

Red grouse chicks scuttled along in the heather and whin.

Skylarks were singing overhead.

The osprey came overhead. Mobbed by a lapwing as it flew away from us.


Near the roadside curlews were displaying and, no doubt, nesting nearby. A few images follow.






We left the curlews in peace.
Down by the reservoir a pair of grey wagtails were very active.

For the rest of the day see http://barryjohnbishop.blogspot.co.uk/
Well it will be, I hope. Each year I look forward in particular to the return of the swifts over my house. I note the date on the calendar and the current calendar tells me the dates for the last 6 or 7 years. This year: May 2nd.My other spring essential is a wood warbler in the Bolton Abbey woodlands. That's getting tougher each year...
...wood sandpipers are eluding me this spring so I may have to wait for their return trip south. But one target I am working hard on is to find early purple orchids in Yorkshire. So far I have failed: the orchids we saw at Tophill Low were almost certainly premature northern marsh orchids. They just don't look a bit like early purple orchids. How do I know? Well, read on!
I called at Old Moor and picked up a map explaining how to get to Adwick Washlands. Maybe I'm no good at map-reading but it was much further than I thought. When I did get there there is none of the normal RSPB signage diarrhoea to tell you you have arrived. Obviously the RSPB hasn't given nature a home there yet! Still, it was interesting. I saw a couple of garganey. I failed to see the promised wood sandpiper. I will go again: I saw my first ever banded demoiselle - what a beautiful creature! No photo - no camera with me.
Moving on, I found my way to Maltby Low Common - said to be a site for early purple orchids. I found no sign of any. To access the site you cross a very neglected piece of single track railway line but, as I crossed the bridge, I noticed the rails themselves were shiny. I soon found out why.

In the middle of this photo you may spot a blue flower. This is the now quite rare columbine, aquilegia vulgaris, the colour indicative of a truly wild plant that is one of the described features of this YWT reserve.

I also found some wood anemones, anemone nemorosa.
Another fairly early start but because it was Saturday the car park was almost full at Barden Bridge when I arrived. Third trip this year: I am the persistent birder! I set off: west bank to the aqueduct. I spotted a bird on the path ahead. Surprise encounter on a concrete path! A common sandpiper. I saw six!

At the aqueduct I then crossed over to the east bank. I soon saw pied flycatcher...

...and even [which was another nice surprise] a spotted flycatcher.

What I was really hoping for was, of course, wood warblers. I reached the stone shelter and was met by some old friends. I stood stock still. The female walked right up to me and then round my legs making a funny little clucking noise! Eventually the male panicked and they both flew off.


I carried on another few hundred metres past various holly bushes [I have often found the wood warblers not far from a large holly tree. Do they provide shelter and protection, I wonder?] I came across a female redstart.

I set off north back towards Barden. Suddenly I spotted two brightly coloured birds flying round and round a holly tree as if it were a helter skelter. I stopped and watched for about 5 minutes as I was pretty sure nirvana was at hand. A bird appeared nearby. The area was very dark. I took this at 1/60th of a second.

I pushed the ISO up to 1250, something I had never tried before. Not bad. Not a great photo, and rather grainy, but it did what I wanted. All is right with the world again! Wood warblers!

Leaving the wood a crowd had gathered near a bare tree. High up in the top was a young little owl. At least that's what people said. Young owl certainly. I climbed a high bank but couldn't get a clear shot.

Heading back along the eastern path from the aqueduct I watched a fly fisherman. Suddenly from his body language I guessed he might have a catch...

Here it comes.


The plan was to spend the rest of the day venturing further into the Dales to visit 2 sites where research suggested early purple orchids might be found. Both sites are in the Ingleton area. The first site was a thrill. Here's the view including the Settle-Carlisle railway in the middle ground.





I drove past the Ribblehead viaduct.

Many fields held both lambs and nesting oystercatchers. I tried to sneak up on one.

Cuckoo flower [aka milkmaids or Lady's smock] were frequent at the roadside.

Spring defined: a lamb among the primroses!

Views towards Ingleborough and down the valley from my second 'early purple' site.


Here the plants were much more exposed, up near limestone pavement, and were shorter stemmed.



On my way home I stopped for a map check. I spotted a swallow gathering mud. I re-angled the car slightly further back and sat with camera in the car and watched.



A wonderful day, all in all.
I took the camera even though I expected the bird to be rather distant. Moral: always take the camera - you never know when a more confiding bird is going to turn up! Red-necked phalarope on show!









Walking back I met a 'browncap' and a four-spot chaser. You can probably work out which is which!


Potteric Carr was to open early so birders could see the spotted sandpiper...but alas, the bird had flown. I had to make do with photos of grey plover...


...gossiping with a redshank...

...and a ringed plover and...

...a greenshank, a sedge warbler, a shoveler and a red crested pochard. So all was not lost!




Walking back I spotted a warbler. Out of all the photos in this blog I think these two images give me the most satisfaction. Moustached warbler!!!


I called at North Cave on the way home. A black tern was flying around.

An avocet was guarding its chick. Others were going for a family swim.


I said farewell to the still present phalarope.

I blame the RAF.

I mean, that's only one explanation. Some said...the terek sandpiper was frightened off either by photographers going over the reservoir wall or by these very noisy aircraft.
There was little else to see. The reservoir was like a mill pond. Great crested grebe taking off...

...ringed plover.

A hoopoe was reported near Beverley so on Saturday morning I set off to have a look. Well tucked away, I might never have found it without the postcode to help me. TomTom did me proud even though as I drove the last mile I wondered if we were on the wrong road! Many thanks to the owners of the house who accommodated all the birders so tolerantly. I hope they'll do the same if another rarity drops in!!
So, better have a look at the bird...
...I first went on Saturday morning, on my own...

The light was very harsh and 'contrasty' at times.

But I managed these pleasing shots!


A fly and a grub all at once! Clever stuff!
In the afternoon Sheila and I went back in the same direction to Arram station to walk part of the Minster Way looking for turtle doves. The whole afternoon turned rather turtle [!!] as we dipped on them and on woodsands at Swine Moor. Still, hoopoe made for a memorable day. We finished up at North Cave where Sheila spotted a common sandpiper...


...and I photographed a pair of avocets as they swapped over duties on their clutch of eggs.


On Sunday Barry and I set off for Tophill Low. A fairly late start by our standards but I diverted about 7 miles to revisit the hoopoe who performed briliantly for us both.



...and finally...

Tophill Low greeted us with a downpour. As skies cleared we photographed a tawny owl in the car park!

Snatched views of a probable reed warbler at North Marsh, a pheasant on D reservoir wall...

...and definite views of little gull...

...lesser black-backed gulls...

...and common terns made the day complete.

The walk to Watton produced the first orchids of the year - early purple as far as I can tell. They weren't fully open. some paler, stunted ones were open and apparently such colour variation in early purple is common. So I'll end with a flower!
Correction
I now believe these were early flowering northern marsh orchids. See next posting for explanations.
Chris 18.05.14

I felt sure it was time to see some warblers and swift maybe at Tophill Low. So off I went. In fact I saw some swifts and a garden warbler. The photos show a willow tit [I'm pretty sure], a willow warbler and an orange-tip butterfly showing his beautifully camouflaged underwings.




For me orange-tip has always been one of the most difficult butterflies to photograph having often tried but I have given up as they flew busily on into the distance.
Having explained how hard it can be to photograph orange-tips, imagine my surprise when a tame one turned up in my own garden the following day!

In fact all the photos that day were taken in my garden in York. You don't have to drive miles for a good image...
...we have lots of speckled woods in the garden.


There were large whites too.

As well as the butterflies we had wasps on Camellia 'Donation'...

...and the dreaded lily beetle on... you guessed!

Last year [a very good butterfly year] we only saw one holly blue butterfly all summer. This year we've already seen them in double figures. This one's even on a thornless holly! [They lay their eggs on holly or ivy]


We heard cuckoo from the hide at Scaling Dam but never saw it. So after a while we decided to head off up the little valley from Bog House Lane where I had seen green hairstreaks last year. We soon saw tree pipit and then whinchat.

Barry was the first to find the butterflies.

We heard red grouse. I spotted one watching me over a ridge in the heather moor.

Barry got a photo of the bird in flight. See http://barryjohnbishop.blogspot.co.uk/
We moved on to Saltholme. At Dorman's Pool we saw linnets...

...sedge warbler...

...and a faded small tortoiseshell butterfly.

What's this then?

At Saltholme we had great views of this drake garganey.




A grey heron gave good views too.

On Tuesday I had to go to Bolton on family business so decided to do some early-birding! Always hoping for wood warbler I arrived by 6.30am at Barden Bridge. It was raining. A dipper was feeding its youngster on the shingle just downstream of the bridge. I watched through my bins from the car. The weather soon brightened and I set off. The new plantation on the west side held blackcap and garden warbler. I was pleased to get a very good but brief view of a garden warbler but heard nothing of wood warbler all morning, alas.
In the west wood I spotted a roe deer who seemed amazed to see me so bright and early. Photo 400mm lens handheld in poor light at 1/20th of a second. It isn't pin sharp but I am pretty thrilled nonetheless. Both images uncropped!!


At the aqueduct a great tit looked me over.

A mallard mum was on the river with her ducklings.

A common sandpiper was feeding in the rock pools by the aqueduct...

...and a pair of grey wagtail were present.

There were lots of pied flycatchers singing.


Later I saw a sudden movement. A wren was watching me. Funny how the best comes right out of the blue...




On my walk back I saw a wonderful male redstart as I was about to leave the woods. I was so transfixed I never photographed it before it was gone, hopping away over the dry stone wall.
Almost back at Barden Bridge I watched a green-veined white butterfly.


No, sorry, I mean Tophill Low! Where I went on Saturday 26/4. Hoping for reed warbler, swift, greensand - well at least one of those! Outcome? None! Just a few deer galloped past North Marsh hide along the river bank. 'Tales of the river bank' might have been a better title but there was little to tell.



Another trip, another adventure down into Lincolnshire, to Tetney Lock. I was told to head for the second field after the lock. The only problem was that I, along with other birders, thought the high-tech sluice near the villae pub was the lock, especially as 2 fields later was a ploughed field that looked ideal for dotterel. I couldn't find any.
Reason was that I needed to walk another mile or so to pass the real lock out towards the sea wall and then head for the second [also ploughed] field. Eventually I got there, saw the two dotterel wobbling about in the heat haze and set off back. Lots of yellow wagtails about which was nice. No pics I'm afraid - I didn't take the camera as I expected the dotterel would be well, dotty, if you know what I mean. I met Karen and Simon on the way back and drooled with their tales of Craig Martin [good old Craig!] and the coot. No doubt they saw the ferruginous thrush in Spalding too! [Please don't ask what's a ferruginous thrush: I've promised to suppress all the details!!!!]
Couldn't find the black-necked grebes at Humberston Fitties. Headed for Blacktoft and then Faxfleet for the Montagu's harrier. No joy there either! You know when a batsman is out of form and keeps getting out cheaply? Well, I think I'm having a bad spell. I might get dropped or like poor old Jonathan, trot off quietly and disapper for a while!!
Where are my swifts? I feel things are looking up when I've seen a wood warbler and a swift. Fingers crossed...
Flamborough area. Thornwick pool held dunlin, redshank but no greensand. On the headland the fog station was very noisy for obvious reasons but this did little to deter the birds.
A pair of herring gulls were staring into the mist [which really wasn't that bad].


A rather grey black redstart was very hard to approach.

Up to four wheatear were also there - totally preoccupied with chasing each other about and, therefore, less concerned by my big lens pointing over the compound wall. The chase involved all sorts including losing one's balance...









A few meadow pipits joined in too. The coloured backgrounds to these two photos are from the green paint on the fog station buildings and from the new wood preservative on the fencing.



Later on my homeward trek I called at Tophill Low again. I could hear cuckoo and reed warbler but I didn't see either. A ''marlow' tit was more co-operative than the invisisble blackcaps and garden warblers...

...and a great spotted woodpecker was intent on gathering something from D reservoir's concrete wall as it returned repeatedly to different places along the wall.


The bad run continues but I had a good day and I do know how lucky I am to be able to just get out there and enjoy the birds!