Fifteen birders met in the car park below the point and collected Jay, Magpie and Woodpigeon, plus some distant Swift before we attempted the steep path to the Trig point. Beside the steeply climbing path a couple of Chiffchaff sang and distantly a Blackcap, while above our heads a Kestrel hovered and a Cormorant flew past. Along the point we saw and heard very little as the wind was rather brisk, apart from a couple of Shelducks foraging on the tide line, but this didn’t detract from the beauty of the setting with abundant wild flowers and lovely sea views. Down on the channel side of the point and out of the wind we could hear at last and we were soon on to Whitethroat, Wren, Linnet and Goldfinch, while on the shore a solitary Rock Pipit stood sentinel guard near his nest. After the coffee stop and a prolonged search for a sight of the Whitethroat, we saw several Starlings, Carrion Crows, Blackbirds, Dunnocks and a single Great Tit. Going down towards our lunch spot, two Curlews were identified on the river bank alongside a Lapwing. During our leisurely stop we debated the identity of two duck 11 shaped blobs in among the grassy tussocks. A Greenfinch and then a Robin serenaded us from the power cables and then the birds stood up and revealed themselves as Shelducks. The walk back across the ancient field system and by the mine research establishment gave us a solitary Mallard asleep among the weed strewn stones. Before we reached the car park we saw more Jackdaws and our first House Martins. A bag of 34 for the day. Many thanks for leading, Nick.
Eight members gathered on a glorious morning in this most stunning of locations. We were soon on our way along the board walk. Were those singing birds Blackcaps or Garden Warblers? Well both, which either helped or confused! That challenge was soon forgotten as we listened to a Redstart and eventually saw it. A Willow Warbler fussed around us – it had a nest nearby, no doubt. Then a Pied Flycatcher caught our attention before Nuthatches took over. They were feeding chicks in the same nest box as eight years ago! We were then looking at the River Towy/Afon Tywi but apart from Grey Wagtails and a Buzzard overhead it was just a stunning vista. A fantastic male Redstart showed itself off just as we started the rocky footpath around the hill. There were many Wood Warblers but they mostly eluded our gaze although one lucky member had a good view. A freshly fledged family of Treecreepers stopped us as we watched the busy parents passing over freshly found insects. How many were there? two, three, four, well possibly seven, including the parents. Marsh Tits were heard, but proved elusive. Goosanders were spotted flying down stream along the Tywi. Then at a clearing a Tree Pipit rewarded us with a song flight, a Cuckoo called from the far mountainside and the bluebells were magnificent. After lunch six of us decided to explore the broad combe on the south-west side of the Gwenffrwd. This turned out to be quite an exploration! The pathways had fallen into disrepair but at least the bridge over the Gwenffrwd stream was still standing. We battled on up and up and eventually got to the open well maintained track. It was all downhill from here, fording the stream this time…wet feet! But, on the home stretch Red Kites gave excellent views, so it was worth the struggle. Thank goodness Richard Brown still had his old map from the previous visit; it was a great help.
(PS. I have since spoken to the RSPB to confirm that the Gwenffrwd is still in the reserve, but that access is too expensive to maintain.) Thanks for leading, Robin.
Meeting at the Beaufort Arms we collected Greenfinch in the car park, Jackdaw from the church spire and House Sparrow from the lane beside the ‘The Fox Inn’ and our access to the fields. This was a new walk through some lovely countryside and wooded valleys. Across the fields the Swallows skimmed and Swifts chased about above us and a brash Pheasant strutted his stuff in the corner; a Kestrel rounded to the hover above the roadway before disappearing behind some trees. Did I mention it was a lovely day? Well it makes such a difference. Either a Blackcap’s, Willow Warbler’s, or Chiffchaff’s call or song accompanied us for most of the way and we were lucky to see or hear three Great Spotted Woodpeckers. We had good views of Treecreeper among the ivy clad trees and Wren sang from the Briar patches. As we left the cover of Church Wood, through the animal proof fence, a Hobby skimmed over and the first of the four Buzzards we saw circled lazily around. Further on and up past Lower Kilcott, a Jay was heard and briefly seen. A small flock of twelve Starlings, all juveniles, forged over the rise close to our journey’s end and we heard the call and saw a flash of emerald as a Green Woodpecker flew in his undulating fashion over the fields. Nineteen walkers (who collected 30 species) all enjoyed this great morning’s birding, and give our hearty thanks for the charming stewardship of our excellent leader Hazel Wilmot.
Eleven members met in the village of West Pennard on a bright but cool morning. We then drove a short distance on to the Moor and parked adjacent to a farm drove. This was a first visit for the Club to this rather remote part of the Somerset Levels even though Glastonbury Tor was less than two miles away. We heard a Sedge Warbler in a nearby ditch and a Skylark rose from the adjacent field in glorious song. We paused and listened to some song from a willow which sounded somewhat like a Reed Bunting but not quite. When it flew it was indeed a Reed Bunting and we concluded it must have had a local Somerset accent. Further down the drove a Lesser Whitethroat “rattled” in a hawthorn and gave a brief view as it worked its way down the field hedge. This was a life bird for some of the members. For the rest of the morning we wandered through the lane which crosses the Moor. Although the birding was fairly quiet, it was nice to hear and see a number of Common Whitethroats, Chiffchaffs, Linnets and Goldfinches as they all flitted in and out of the hedgerows. About thirty species were encountered during the morning. It may well be worth revisiting this area during the winter as the habitat looks promising. Thanks for leading, Mike.
It was a glorious early summer evening. The midges were ‘dancing’ in numbers uncountable, but where were the Hirundines? Approximately 200 at the same time last year but a single Swallow and only ten Swifts on this occasion – really rather troubling. However, nine members identified 38 species, ten of which presented before leaving the car park. Whilst it was very welcome to be able to make comparisons between Common Tern and summer plumage Black-headed Gull on the mid lake pontoon, the star bird of the evening was a seemingly resting, in transit, Yellow Wagtail. It had chosen to perch on dead bramble covering the lowest tier of a pylon and illuminated by late evening sunshine so that everyone was able to make leisurely observations. A Buzzard carrying what appeared in profile to be a young rabbit also came to rest, this time atop a hedge, before continuing its journey. Firstly a Cuckoo and then a Nightingale were heard briefly and so tantalizingly that four of the group eventually returned to the location of the latter where a more fulsome but still incomplete song was appreciated. Goslings, being shepherded towards the lake in a huge crèche by Greylag, Barnacle and Canada Goose parents restored our faith in numbers. It had been a varied and rewarding evening and as ever, was good to conclude in fading light with the bats taking over the patrol.
It drizzled most of the day and the target species – Bearded Tit – was absent… but all in all eleven walkers had a great day out in Wales. The walk started well with House Sparrow, Cetti’s Warbler and Chiffchaff in the scrub along the lane to the visitor centre. The feeders there were alive with Greenfinch and below the raised walkway Coot juveniles, while pestering their parents, were calling in a most Water Rail fashion. As we approached the hot spot for Bearded Tits, the rain intensified. It deterred them, but not the Sedge Warblers, who hung from the top of the reed stalks long enough to be seen by all. The river was very high so only Shelduck were showing and, for the lucky few, a Wheatear. A sit in the hide for coffee allowed us to see Little Grebe with two tiny chicks and some Tufted Duck busily diving and one acting as though it was a decoy. Cuckoo was heard in the distance and as we went through the wood Blackcap and Willow Warbler sang. Beneath the pylons we had great views of Reed Buntings, Whitethroat, and House Martins who were weaving between the reed stalks, well below the seed heads. A group went on after lunch to the Goldcliff reserve and were lucky enough to see Little Ringed and Ringed 13 Plovers. The rest returned to the reserve to “twitch” the Woodchat Shrike that had been reported in the RSPB centre log as ‘A cracking little bird’. (It was!) We all met up at Goldcliff and from the first hide we saw Avocet, and Oystercatcher – both seen to be nesting, some very acrobatic Lapwing and ten (final count) Dunlin, all with the rich dark bellies of their summer plumage. As we plunged out of the hide into the heavier rain a Cuckoo disappeared southward pursued by angry Chaffinch. The day ended with a total of 57. Thanks to Peter Holbrook for co-leading.
Seventeen members met in this beautiful Oxfordshire reserve on a sunny, warm morning. The walk started brilliantly in the car park with a Cuckoo calling, the distant purring of a Turtle Dove and the song of Willow Warblers, Blackcaps and a Garden Warbler. The reserve is a mosaic of wet meadows, and reed bed together with some hedges and mature trees and there are extensive big, wide-open sky views. Raptors then put on a good show with Red Kite, Buzzard, Sparrowhawk, Kestrel and Hobby all performing well. As we approached one of the mature trees another Turtle Dove began calling. Whether it was a master of camouflage or a ventriloquist, despite standing only a few yards from the bird, it remained unseen. We walked beside a ditch which was fringed with a small amount of reed. Small it may have been but good enough to give all a wonderful close view of a female Bearded Tit, with accompanying “pinging”. Also seen and heard were Reed Warbler, Sedge Warbler, Cetti’s Warbler and Reed Bunting. The rattle of a Lesser Whitethroat was new for some and a Common Whitethroat was seen and heard for comparison. Bullfinch, Linnet, Stock Dove, Little Egret and Redshank were all noted and Common Terns were flying close by. About fifty four species were encountered during the morning including nine species of warbler.
The ‘Save Our Pub’ sign made a good perch for a Blackbird; let’s hope it works as well for the pub! Rain had fallen; the grey skies were thinning so we eleven set out with light hearts. House Sparrow, Robin, and Woodpigeon our sightings before a plunge down into Horsecombe Vale where the ‘squeaky wheel’ sound of Goldcrest mixed with that of Blackcap. A Greenfinch offered us his ‘zizzing’ call, a Great Spotted Woodpecker ‘chipped’ and a busy Nuthatch gathered a beak full and flew down the hill to its waiting family. A lone Jay flashed across a clearing, in the bottoms Chiffchaff sang, and by the time we reached the waterworks at Tucking Mill, Blue Tit and a Green Woodpecker had regaled us with their calls. The newly laid bed of the old Somerset and Dorset railway had plenty of human traffic – off to explore the newly opened tunnels. There was little avian life until the end, near to our start along the line of the Somerset Coal Canal where Swallows skimmed over the meadows, House Martins along the hedges and above them all, Swifts. The hovering Kestrel made a dark black cross against the blueing sky and a circling Buzzard joined the raptor count, while down on the grass, a Pied Wagtail leapt and fluttered catching beakfuls of newly hatched insects. A Long-tailed Tit was spied in the bushes and a Bullfinch called but, try as we might, no sighting, unlike a Song Thrush which sang from his favourite pitch with great gusto. Before our final climb up the Limestone Link an obliging Yellowhammer sang from his concealment behind the thickest of hedges, only occasionally finishing his song with ‘and no cheese’. The Chaffinches made themselves very obvious as did two male Pheasants trying to share the favours of several females. A tally of 31 species was seen and big ‘thank you’ to David Body for leading.
Due to the weather the annual BBQ was cancelled. Many thanks to Hazel and John for the invitation to invade their cottage garden. Good news – three Nightingales are singing in Lower Woods, the same number as last year.
Before we started our evening walk through Lower Woods there was a Treecreeper calling at the car park. The woods resounded with birdsong, made particularly difficult to identify by the Song Thrushes, which could be heard at all points on our walk. By the stream we saw a Spotted Flycatcher. This is the first time I have spent more time studying the flowers, including Wood Anemone, Violet, Primrose, Bluebell, Ramsons, Early Purple Orchid, Lesser Celandine, Cuckoo Flower and Cowslip than watching birds. Only once did I look up to see and hear a Nuthatch. We climbed out of the valley to have great views of Swallows, House Martins and Swifts flying over the fields. As it grew dusky a Tawny Owl called and then as the Song Thrushes went quiet we could hear three Nightingales singing. We had an excellent woodland walk with 21 species seen. Many thanks to Hazel for leading and knowing the best spot for Nightingales.