The Standlake Birder

     Since we moved to the darkest depths of Worcestershire three and a half years ago my local patch has been the area surrounding Pirton midway between Worcester and Malvern. Being a landlocked midlands county, expectation of anything rare of even scarce is low although there was a Pine Bunting in an adjacent village some 15 years ago.   I have a relaxed 3 mile walk around the village for which I normally just take my bins. I find it liberating not to be loaded down with scope and camera and my expectation of finding anything interesting is sufficiently low that this is not normally a problem. Ravens are quite common locally and nest nearby, I had one displaying over our paddocks earlier this week. Peregrines and Wheatears are occasional visitors and Tawny Owls roost in the small copse adjacent to our house. My Pirton list highlight is the 3 Garganey found (not by me I should say) on Pirton Pool a couple of years back. Within walking distance we are also most fortunate to have a smal

          Most Januarys I make the 40 mile trip from home to the Forest of Dean to see one of my favourite birds, the charismatic Hawfinch. So, with at least sunny intervals forecast after the recent storms, this was my birding destination yesterday. The spot I go to is in Parkend under a group of yew trees. Here the proven technique of using your car as a hide normally works well. It can be quite popular with birders so I normally plan to arrive early to get a good spot. And so it was that I arrived 30 minutes before dawn yesterday and was able to get myself set up in a plumb spot with no one else present.   The story of Hawfinches in the UK is, to my mind at least, a fascinating one. It is what is known as an eruptive species meaning that it occasionally erupts from its traditional breeding grounds to invade on mass countries much further away. This is thought to be driven by a combination of breeding success and local crop failure resulting in not enough food to go around.    Record

     Water Rail With this week’s northern cold snap forecast to bring in sunny weather I decided a visit to Slimbridge was the order of the day. I like to make use of the members early entry benefit which normally produces a quiet and tranquil first hour in the hides. Early access is restricted to the Rushy side hides which also tend to have the best light. The normal winter suspects were on parade in front of the Rushy hide, the returning Bewick Swan flock, good numbers of winter wildfowl in terms of Widgeon, Teal and Pintail and a couple of Redshank. I took a few pics but with the sun hardly above the horizon and the hide and most of the Rushy in shade, the results weren’t great and did not take up storage space for long. A cold penetrating wind was blowing through the hide windows so I moved on to keep warm.   I wandered along to the Knott hide, usually  a good spot to see and photograph the normally very shy and sulky Water Rail.  The ones at Slimbridge, while still fairly easily s

  I mentioned in a previous blog that a Waxwing winter is underway whereby large numbers of Waxwings are found in the UK. For more information on what this means, lots of background info on the birds and lots of photos click here.   As the winter progresses the Waxwings tend to move south and west in search of their main winter food, berries. Rowans are a particular favourite but they are also quite partial to mistletoe berries if they can find them. Fortunately, mistletoe berries is something that we have in great abundance locally so I’ve been watching reports hoping for a local flock.   My wish was granted last week when a flock of at least 36 began to feed on copious mistletoe berries a short distance from home. I was waiting for good light to coincide with a free day to make a visit and so with this Tuesday forecast to be a bright sunny winter day off I went. The Waxwings were feeding on an avenue of trees  laden with mistletoe next to a main road just outside of Malvern. They wer

    I said it before, and I will certainly say it again, its an age thing you know, one of the things I really like about this hobby is the surprises it can throw at you out of nowhere. If you asked me what my first UK tick of the year would be Northern Waterthrush would have come in marginally above the Moa. Fast forward to Wednesday afternoon when a local Essex birder spotted a Moa in his garden …….   Well actually it was a Northern Waterthrush! There was one further tantalisingly  brief report of it as it was getting dark. I mentioned it to my ever suffering wife who asked me if I wanted to go. It’s always a bit of a toss-up in such circumstances as to whether to wait for it to be reported again or go very early the next morning. I’ve previously won and lost on both options. Rightly or wrongly I decided to wait on this occasion and was out walking my dogs when the Waterthrush was reported again in a small creek next to the housing estate where it had been found. Given that it was a