The Standlake Birder -

  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...

  Pied Flycatcher With a lovely sunny day forecast for this Wednesday I decided to have a long day out searching for migrants. I visited 4 sites, Wyre Forest, Clee Common, Grimley and Cleeve Hill in that order. First stop then was Wyre Forest at dawn. I’ve set myself a little project this spring to visit the Wyre Forest at least once a week during spring to monitor and enjoy the progression of migrants coming in. First in a month or so ago was a big influx of  Chiffchaffs going from none to them singing from almost every bush within a week. There was then a bit of a lull until the first Willow Warblers came in around two weeks ago.   Today I parked in the Hawkbatch car park and walked slowly through the forest and down the hill towards the brook. It was immediately obvious that the Willow Warblers had arrived on mass since my previous visit a week ago with their characteristic song serenading me as I walked through the forest.   My big target today was Pied Flyc...

One thing you can guarantee with twitching is the unexpected will always happen! . This was never so much the case as on this Sunday when a family day was planned. We were looking after our two eldest grandchildren with their parents picking them up in the evening and joining us for a meal. But the gods of birding had other ideas for me  as at 09:14 an alert of a Leach’s Petrel inland at Mission hit the bird alert services. This is a bird that I have some history with having missed a bird at Cheddar last year by 10 minutes. I reconciled myself that this was going to be one that got away and carried on with jobs around the smallholding. I came back inside around 11:00 when my long suffering wife greeted me with those wonderful words, “do you want to go and see your bird?”. Almost before she had drawn her next breath I was in the car and off on the two hour twenty minute drive to Mission.   This was a twitch with considerable jeopardy as this is a strictly pelagic bird outs...

  I started off another spring days birding at Wyre forest this week. The plan was to spend the first couple of hours after dawn looking for Lesser Spotted Woodpeckers again. After last weeks visit I decided to adopt a different strategy. Rather than chase the drumming, when the bird has often moved on before you can get there, I decided to stay put near some promising drumming trees in a known territory and see what happened. Lesser Spotted Woodpeckers drum on dead trees primarily to communicate, using the hollow dry wood to create a resonant  loud sound that travels far. This behaviour is used to establish territory boundaries and attract mates, acting as a substitute for birdsong.   This was partially successful as I heard a lot of drumming which I didn’t chase and was treated to two brief views. Again, I didn’t get any photos worthy of keeping. So here is the best I’ve achieved in the Wyre Forest from a few years back. Drumming mostly occurs in the hour afte...

  I took advantage of the lovely spring weather last week and visited my local happy place, the Wyre forest just 30 minutes from home. I arrived just after dawn and was greeted by a glorious dawn chorus in full swing. It was very obvious that the Chiffchaffs had arrived back from Africa on mass as they were very vocal. Some people find their Chiff-Chaff song monotonous but I love it (!), it almost feels to me that they are shouting “spring is here!”       I spent the first couple of hours looking for Lesser Spotted Woodpeckers. To cut a long story short, I heard drilling and was treated to one very brief view that did not trouble my camera. Not to worry, that’s better than nothing and I will almost certainly be back very soon!   Around mid-morning I relocated to Dowles Brook to look for Dippers and immediately spotted one looking very chilled out and inactive on a branch over the stream. Dippers are small, chunky, stout, short-tailed, short-winged, strong-legged...

      I like to try and find a sunny still day in March to go looking for two heathland specialists, Dartford Warbler and Woodlark. My go to place for this is Thursley Common in Surrey, a 325 hectares National Nature Reserve featuring extensive areas of open dry heathland, peat bogs, pine, and deciduous woodlands. It is famous as the summer residence until a few years back of Colin the incredibly confiding Cuckoo. The site is extremely well managed by Nature England and is perfect for heathland specialists.   I’ve always found it a very peaceful, and in the midweek when I go at least, a comparatively quiet spot for Dartford’s. This year, however, I decided to try another  site first in Berkshire which had the advantage of being 40 miles closer to home.   I spent a couple of hours at this new site for me on a sunny but cold morning this week. While there were lots of Stonechats and a few Woodlarks there I failed to either hear or see Dartford’s. To be h...