There were 18 participants on this birding walk led by David Body, who took us on a walk devised by, and last walked with, Stan Willmott in July 2010. Soon after leaving the Griffin pub we had Pied Wagtail, Buzzard, Collared Dove, Jackdaw, Dunnock and Wood Pigeon on the list. It was an excellent and sunny weather morning, clouding over a little towards midday. On reaching the high ground, and seeing a roe deer on the way, we had already noted Bullfinch, Raven, Magpie, Lesser Black-backed Gull and Long-tailed Tits and we just stood there to take in the magnificent views of the southern edge of the Cotswolds, the distant Mendips, and Dundry and Lockleaze hills. Then, after climbing yet again and with a view of the River Boyd below, we came upon a wooden gateway covered with hundreds of ladybirds of many colours. By the time we had returned to the Griffin pub for lunch, Jay, Meadow Pipit, Grey Wagtail, Moorhen, Green Woodpecker, Robin and Chaffinch had also been seen, bringing the total to a respectable 28.
Despite the less than promising forecast 16 members joined me for a walk from Wains Hill down to the Yeo. The very strong wind was a constant reminder that a storm was heading our way the next day and it made birding difficult. Clevedon Pill was quiet with just a small group of Redshank and Lapwing of note, a Grey Wagtail was on the sluice at the Blind Yeo. The coast from Blackstone rocks to the Kenn was also quiet but the Kenn had a few waders with around 100 Dunlins, some Redshanks, Curlews and Oystercatchers present along with Wigeon and Teal. There was also a group of ten Little Egrets just inland here. Carrying further on down the coast we saw small numbers of Meadow Pipits, Rock Pipits and Linnet. Four late Wheatears were enjoyed by all as they bounced on ahead of us and eventually circled back on themselves. A few Turnstones and more Curlews were seen as we approached the Yeo but very little else. After a brief rest at the Yeo we headed back (with the wind now at our backs) and then the first heavy rain shower arrived and soaked us. The only other birds of note on the way back were three Grey Plovers, otherwise it was much the same. Thanks to those who joined me. Around 30 species in total on a difficult morning.
Despite the weather forecast 22 members walked along the seawall from Severn Beach to New Passage in time for the high tide roost. Conditions were not pleasant, being very windy with driving rain at times . The only birds of note were three Shelducks flying south. When we reached New Passage the weather improved and we were rewarded with good views of the winter visitors: Wigeon, Teal, Pochard, Oystercatcher, Curlew, Ringed Plover, Lapwing, Redshank, Turnstone, and a flock of wheeling Dunlins and Starlings. A few of the group spotted a distant Peregrine hunting. We then moved on along the seawall to look over the new Severn Wetlands reserve but the weather turned foul so we finally gave up and returned to Severn Beach, driving several Wheatears on the rocks before us. Altogether 30 species recorded during the shortened morning’s walk.
We found ourselves in a spirit-level landscape of vast horizons, towering cloudscapes and pastel colours, where the acres of tilled fields are lined by hedgerows or punctuated by picturesque clumps of trees, like something out of a painting by a Dutch or German Old Master. To put it in English terms, imagine the Levels or Holkham Freshmarsh, but on a colossal scale. Water is never absent: slow-flowing rivers, reed-fringed lakes, boggy fields beloved by wild geese. This countryside has so far escaped being tidied up, so everywhere there are welcome patches of unregulated ground – huge mushrooms on the verges, distant Roe Deer dotting the fields, bouncing flocks of finches and larks. Here survive agricultural ecosystems in what feels to us like Arcadian abundance, though in fact the management of them is unobtrusively thorough. A network of reserves has been carefully designed to safeguard the many special species which still occur, including a small population of Great Bustards and the Cranes which use this area as a migration stopover.
11 club members had the privilege of being introduced to this ornithologically rich region, some 50k west of Berlin, by Roger White. He has been coming here for a decade, but became aware that there was almost no birding material published in English, and so to pass on his accumulated experience wrote his own guidebook. This is evidently a resource so invaluable to any visitor that Roger’s own copy was snapped up by the grateful leader of a Berlin-based tour group with whom we overlapped. Following the outline suggested in A Birdwatching Guide to Brandenburg and Berlin, we explored West Havelland, visiting a number of the main sites – Havelländisches Luch, Gülper See, Linum Ponds and Strengsee in particular.
As soon as we emerged on the first morning, we could tell that things were different: the majority of Sparrows in the gutters of our hotel were Tree, the crows on the roof Hoodies. Carrion Crows were almost non-existent, and we saw no Collared Doves. But the sheer number and variety of birds to be seen at all times was uplifting. As we drove around geese and cranes were omnipresent, whether as distant chevrons in the sky or foraging in the fields in groups. The most numerous were Bean and Greylag, though we had plenty of Whitefronts and the odd Barnacle, whose alternative German name is, charmingly, ‘Nun Goose’. We logged a good range of ducks including Pintail and, on our last stop, two female Smew. A distant white blob would invariably turn out to be a Great White Egret: we lost count of how many we saw in total, but we had several aggregations of more than 30. Buzzards were the most frequent raptor, exhibiting a far wider range of plumages than the ones we are used to. We saw plenty of Red Kites too, as well as Marsh Harrier and a fly-over Merlin, but more exciting were several Hen Harriers and Rough-legged Buzzards. We were also fortunate enough to encounter, as advertised in Roger’s mouth-watering briefing notes, a number of White-tailed Eagles.
We made forays into patches of woodland, often an unrewarding habitat to work in autumn, and were able to add both Common and Short-toed Treecreeper as well as Crested Tit to our list. Exciting woodpeckers largely eluded us, apart from a flyover Black Woodpecker. Roger knew the exact location of a Penduline Tit’s nest, an astonishing miracle of construction. A bonus was that in several places we saw evidence of the presence of beavers in the gnawed or felled trunks of trees. The total number of bird species seen was – again as advertised – just over the 80 mark.
The special moments? Of the many, I will focus on those involving just three species.The Great Bustards were primeval creatures picking their way through the fields of growing rape that they favour at this season. We saw 55 birds, virtually a third of the entire German population. They spend most of their year in single-sex groups several kilometres apart, wary and unapproachable in their chosen terrain. Through my scope they looked awkward and startled, the relics, really, of another age, ostriches amongst the cabbages.
We notched up a double-figure count of White-Tailed Eagle – spilling out of a hide on the first morning, I became aware that the others were watching a juvenile soaring overhead, accompanied by three puny Red Kites thermalling above. Next day an adult flew low over the vehicles and landed nearby in an open field, dwarfing a mobbing Hooded Crow. And on our final stop, another enormous adult swept past our hide at close range, sending hundreds of wildfowl careering into the sky.
But for me the most memorable event was the visit to the main Crane roost at Linum Ponds. The count from the previous day had been a record 93,300. We joined a hushed knot of appreciative spectators to witness parties of birds converging from all directions, planing gracefully down to gather in stately family groups spread across several large fields, their bugling cries all the while providing an evocative soundtrack to one of Europe’s great natural spectacles.
Two and a half days, however productive, could only provide a taste of the wealth on offer. This area supports a largely different (though equally enticing) avifauna in summer with a number of East European species at the western end of their range. The group, most of whom knew each other from previous BOC excursions, welcomed this first-timer with generosity. Alison Levinson put her linguistic expertise at our disposal as translator, showing the good humour and versatility needed in these situations. Nick Hawkridge was the cheery and resourceful driver of the second vehicle.
Roger White deserves a special paragraph to himself: we were all aware of our fortune in being the beneficiaries of his accumulated wisdom and knowledge. He knew precisely where to go and what to look out for, the Obi Wan Kenobe of Brandenburg.
A windless and reasonably warm morning with a clear blue sky saw 21 birders assemble at the Swan Inn. After a slight delay, while lunch orders were taken, we set off with a spring in our steps and were soon walking dew-fresh paths to one of the many viewpoints in the area, noting Jackdaws, Crows, Great Spotted Woodpecker, Raven, Song Thrush and Pied Wagtail on the way. A refreshment stop in a churchyard was accompanied by the music of strimmers as a gardens team cut back the grass around the stones of my namesake. Later, on the Bristol – Bath cycle path and footway, we noted Green Woodpecker, Goldcrest, Jay, Grey Wagtail and three Goldfinches but the star birds were Kingfisher, Grey Heron and two Buzzards as we walked beside the River Avon on the way back to the pub, ably led by Duncan Gill. A total count of 25 species was recorded.