Friday, 23 July 2010

Adam and Eve

After this morning's debacle (item @ 19:00 hrs), I tried to cram an hour in at Seaton Sluice this evening.  Just as I was about to sit and over look a beautiful and apparently busier sea, the moby goes and it's No. 1 Son telling me his new footy had been pinched by some locals.  The shortest sea-watch known to man was followed by some Sweeney-like driving and just as I got to 'the scene', ball recovered and all's well (except a wasted 20 minutes and 15 miles of diesel and fading light).

Not to be out done, off for 30 minutes at Arcot.  Usual suspects there BUT sneaking along the periphery of the reed mace along the east shore was Rallus aquaticus.  What a corker!

Would you Adam'n'Eve it?!?!

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Phil Collins

Just like the tax dodging, Switzerland dwelling philanderer, I missed again today.

Seeing Vipers hot on my tail, I sped to Cresswell to try and extend my slim lead with a Little Stint, but dipped.  'Not been seen for a couple of hours, mate', was the response to my question of two birders leaving the hide.  Despite a repeated and through digest of every inch of the shoreline, not a sign.

Saw the two Greenshanks that Birdguides reported, and did not have the time to forensically examine all the gulls in the flock on the spit (all appeared to be BHGs, all were sitting and all facing west).

Arcot was quiet tonight.  Six Herons accompanied the multitude of Mallards and meeting of Moorhens.  There was one Common Sandpiper and one Green Sandpiper too.

WH was dead.  The water now present on both flashes looks inviting, but not enough to attaract more than one juvenile Pied Wagtail.  A bloke I have never met before was there, and he had earlier seen two Barn Owls.  The chap had bought a scope from Crammy's mate and knew Steve Holliday too.

Sunday, 18 July 2010

And on the seventh day.................

........the Good Lord, whilst resting, looked down on his son, The Liverbirder, and said, 'It is now time for your first Hobby.' 

And The Liverbirder answered the phone call from 'Sometimes and heard the words, 'Hobby's back at West Hartford!' 

And like the sciroccos over the Sahara, Liverbirder sped in his chariot of 140 horses and within minutes, behold, Lifer 256.

The best birding hour ever!  I am off for some bromide tea!

2b, Oldgate

Spent a reasonably enjoyable couple of hours near Morpeth's Rugby Club this afternoon in pursuit of Alcedo atthis.  Nil points!

Two Grey Heron, two Grey Wagtail, Dipper, Song Thrush, Chiffchaff, Crow, Wren, and a few other 'bits'.

The address at the header of this narrative?  It's the Manzil Tandoori - one place in Morpeth where you are guaranteed to find a Kingfisher!