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A Wood Warbler in the Wyre Forest at last!

     Wood Warblers seem to be comparatively few and far between this year. There have been none at the “usual” hotspots in the forest and my birder friends have reported difficulty finding them elsewhere. The Wood Warbler is my favourite spring migrant and I always look forward to seeing these charismatic little warblers flitting around in the foliage while singing their very unique and characteristic “spinning coin” song. How sad would it be if they are no more a feature of my spring forest walks!   I tend not to go to the forest much after late May when the trees are in full leaf and most birds are heard only but last Thursday I decided to make one final attempt to find a Wood Warbler. One had been reported in the western part of the forest at a place called Brands Wood. This is a large expanse of mainly old oak woodland and the location details were very vague. It is also part of the forest I have not visited before.   I could not work out where to park close...
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Is it a Hobby? – no its an obsession! (Langford Lowfields rspb for Hobbies and Bitterns)

Bittern Wars!!! ·     Hobby, a regular, recurring activity done for pleasure, relaxation, or personal enrichment during one's leisure time   ·        Hobby, a fairly small, very swift falcon with long, narrow wings   ·        Obsession, a persistent disturbing preoccupation with an often unreasonable idea or feeling On Thursday this week, following some excellent intel from my birding friend Ian Bollen, I visited the RSPB reserve at Langford Lowfields. I planned to spend the morning hopefully photographing Hobbies and then relocate to Frampton RSPB in the afternoon.   As the Hobbies don’t really get going until midmorning when its warmed up a bit and their insect prey is a bit more active a silly o’ clock start was not required. So after a fairly relaxed 2 hour drive with a coffee break I arrived in the car park around 9 am and made my way to a raised area called Corf Castle as recommended by Ian. ...

A Lesser Kestrel in Cornwall takes my UK list to 435

       A Lesser Kestrel was found in Cornwall at a place called Croft Pascoe Woods late afternoon last Friday.  This is another bird that I have a little history with having dipped one in Yorkshire a few years back. It’s the best part of a four hour drive from home so twitching it on Friday was simply not practical. We again had family with us over the weekend so I had to beg forgiveness from my long suffering wife for a Saturday twitch.   Now this was going to be a long drive with considerable jeopardy attached. Unlike, say, a rare leaf warbler, where if your prepared to stare at a hedge for hours on end until you start to hallucinate, there’s a good chance you will see it,  falcons are  by definition very mobile and so can very easily move on. Some comfort could be taken from the fact that it had been observed going to roost into pines late on Friday night at the reported location.    Given the above, I decided to not ri...

Giving in to Bluethroat temptation, local Worcester birding weeks round up and 7 Black-necked Grebes do seem to make a summer!

            Red-spotted Blue Throat T here has been a Bluethroat at a place called Swineham on the Dorset coast for over a month. It has become increasingly confiding as, rightly or wrongly, people have been putting out food for it. This is a scarce vagrant from mainland Europe that I get to see somewhere in the UK most years. Many of my     birding friends have visited and had fantastic views and Facebook has had many superb photos posted of this most attractive male specimen.    I’ve done quite well in avoiding the temptation, it is after a three hour drive from home, and have stuck with local birding for the past month. I supposed that it was always going to happen if the bird stayed long enough and on Monday this week, with another glorious sunny warm spring day in the offing, I finally gave into temptation and left home southbound at 6am.    The early Monday morning traffic was pretty bad leaving me to rue not getting up a...

Tree Pipits and more in the Wyre forest

  Tree Pipit Monday at dawn found me back at my happy place, the beautiful Wyre Forest. And what a wonderful  dawn it was, sunny, bitter cold with a clear sky overhead, a light mist in the valleys and a touch of frost on the ground. It felt for all the world as though I had been spirted to the enchanted elven wood  of Lothlórien rather than the English midlands. I love getting to the forest at dawn and being the first car in the car park. The solitude of the first two hours of so in the wood before dog walkers and bikers arrive on mass always has such a positive and uplifting effect on me mentally.   My main targets today were the returning Tree Pipits which I had only glimpsed and heard snatches of the previous week. Walking down the forest hill from Hawkbatch I was struck by how noticeably quieter it was compared to the previous week, I guess the cold frosty start to the day had somewhat dampened the spirts of the  dawn chorus.  Down a...