To my disappointment they did lol and I told fatty if he wants another pop at me just say so, he didn't so once the hide and all the fag butts were placed in the bag I escorted all four to the carpark, of course telling them to pick up the odd bit of litter lol. The police weren't happy as they were waiting in the carpark. Confiscated their weed, gave them a caution, sent me to the hide and told me to wait there, they came in polite etc, in a round about way told me off if front of some other toggers, the shame lol.
Funnily I saw fatty and one other in the Chippy at Earls Barton so turned around parked up and waited by their Corsa. You should've seen their faces, a real life Chuckie (Google it) by their car, but funnily enough both were truly apologetic and said they hadn't realised the hassle they'd been causing, curiously said they'd shared a spliff with a birder in the hide and accurately described him!! After a few chips, I left it at that. If they do go back to the reserve I know their car, where two of them live and they don't know which car is mine...sorted I hope.
|Dunlin, Holowell Reservoir|
So the first resrvoir was Holowell. I visited late one evening just as the sun was going down and buggered the exposure on what is my truly a nemesis, the Whinchat, see a few but always distant.
Being a weekday I popped in the following evening but only got the wren where I saw the Whinchat. Sadly no 'chat though.
I just picked a spot near some Pied Wagtails and two Ringed Plover and knew they'd wander down eventually. I struggled with both the harsh exposure and swivelling discreetly on my belly for this flight shot
I got lucky with the setting sun and again manged to get both muddy and full framers.
I sadly dipped on the Grey Phalarope sadly due to over running work commitments.
But before that bird appeared I struck lucky and got three very early Little Terns, two juveniles and an adult. I heard them first when I was checking for any interesting but non existent passerines, flying up the resrvoir I thought they were leaving and frantically went for my phone, no phone! Luckily they weren't going anywhere so hoped either Mr.Z or Kathy might soon appear, four hours later and the sun setting neither turned up but the Terns were still busy fishing.
Adult Little Tern
I think I learned something. The adult was both successfully and busy catching the fish, in no small part to a fisherman who was packing up and kindly was chucking some bait in as he left, we chatted and he told me they'd arrived at 9am.
I thought similar to most terns that I've seen the adult would catch a fish and feed the young on land. But EVERY catch (the juveniles were also catching fish) a young would fly with the adult
Holowell and Sulby despite the departing Osprey has been fascinating, frustrating, muddy (good&bad), and thanks to the dropping levels of Sulby now more explorable. Plenty of Wagtails and hundreds of migrating Swallows and House Martins and the odd Willow Warbler.
SULBY has always been a personal favourite. Sadly and I believe wrongly the Canal Trust who own the two reservoirs for filling the canals kicked them off Sulby.
Once they got kicked off the boardwalk became overgrown and more the rickety in parts. The fishermen kept it really good order and do wish the Canal Trust reconsider.
Great woodland birds on the boardwalks, no disturbance I guess has it's benefits
BOTH LEGS UP TO MY GROIN I WAS WORRIED AND PULLED MYSELF OUT!!