Sunday, 19 October 2014

A photo-tick in Hyde Park

Ugh, I'm really tired. That's my excuse if this turns out to be a short post (at least in terms of wordage, it's going to have lots of photos because I've got them all ready). I woke up at 5am in order to go for a run before I headed into London for the day. It was drizzling at that time, but had cleared up by the time I left Lancaster Gate tube station, and the rest of the day was dry and warm, though very breezy with intermittent sunshine.

I'd been checking out this fabuloso blog, the author of which has picked up where Des McKenzie left off in chronicling avian activity in Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens, and saw that the Little Owls had been showing well lately. Great, thought I, as I have never photographed a Little Owl properly. The blog also had some directions to the correct tree, and a link to what was apparently a photo of said tree but I couldn't get that to open up. The directions seemed pretty clear - but when I reached the right spot I could see three different contender trees (all rather wrecked-looking sweet chestnuts), and my scans of their branches revealed no Little Owls. I decided to look at what else the park had to offer and keep checking back in the hope that another birder or birders would arrive to point me the right way.


I walked under the bridge. There were a few Cormorants swimming nearby, and one of them was bathing, so I tried for some 'bobbing to the surface' photos.

Further out, a Great Crested Grebe (one of lots on the Long Water/Serpentine). The low light and reflected autumn colours have given this a distinct hint of sepia-ness.

And further out still - a group of Red-crested Pochards (there was a third drake just out of shot). These were the only RCPs I saw today.




More exotic quackery. At one of the open duck-feeding spots alongside Long Water, there were four or five drake Mandarins and a lone female.

Near the spot where people feed the little birds, there were several confiding Ring-necked Parakeets about. Although I could get very close (and doubtless even closer had I brought some monkey nuts), I found them tricky to photograph at this range, because if you want them big in the frame you end up chopping off half that ridiculous tail. Backing off a bit produced better (IMHO) results.

I walked down to Round Pond, the almost-circular and rather bleak lake near Kensington Palace. It was not as teeming with gulls as I'd hoped, in particular there was a dearth of Common Gulls, which I know are abundant here in winter. I suppose it just isn't wintry enough yet.

I did spot these little critters, who are probably glad it's not wintry. Eight Egyptian Goose babies (a parent was around too, just out of shot). In their native lands, Egyptian Geese aren't really seasonal breeders, and the habit of nesting whenever the hell they feel like it rather than when it makes sense from an English weather point of view has yet to be ironed out by natural selection. These chicks were very young, only a few days old. Human included for scale.

There were lots of adult Egyptian Geese on and around the lake, and on the grass nearby. I reckon at least 40. Also lots of Mute Swans and a few Greylags and Canadas.

Round Pond is also the place to see Starlings that are so unafraid of people that you're in danger of stepping on them. Oddly they don't seem to bother much with other parts of the park.


Back at Long Water (via another fruitless scan of the chestnuts), and a couple more GCGs. The adult was under the bridge, which provided a nice dark backdrop. The juvenile wasn't.


A quintet of young Mute Swans arrived. They then drifted under the bridge, providing an opportunity for some more black-background shots.

The Cormorants were still around as well.

I strolled south towards the Hyde Park end of the water, photographing this passing Greylag on the way.

A bit of a sad sight, just beyond the Lido cafe. This Egyptian Goose has angelwing, a developmental disorder where the wrist joint grows all wonky (stop me if I'm getting too technical), resulting in sticky-out primary feathers and an inability to fly. At least it will be well-fed here, and probably pretty safe from predators as long as it can get to the water. ETA - I forgot to say that angelwing is thought to be associated with a terrible diet in the first few weeks of life - it is pretty much only seen in waterfowl born and raised in town parks - birds that consume lots of nutritionally useless white bread.

A Moorhen, foraging along the shore. There isn't a lot of fringing vegetation at this end of the water (the lake is Long Water north of the bridge and the Serpentine south, though it's still all one lake), so there is less varied birdlife. Tons of Coots and Moorhens though.

The big gulls tend to hang out at this end, including the notorious 'pigeon-drowning seagull' which has been in the news lately. It's an adult Lesser Black-back, and this first-winter LBBG seems to be practising opening its gape wide enough to engulf a pigeon.

I didn't bother going round to the north shore, as the light wouldn't have been any good, so instead walked back to the Little Owl spot, hoping I'd find birders there. On the way this young Grey Heron flew past.

There were, alas, no birders around the chestnuts. Feeling a little tired and defeated, I sat down on a bench, and watched a nearby chap feeding the little birds. Blue and Great Tits were flying down to take peanuts from his hand.


He came a bit nearer, we exchanged hellos and I got a couple of pics of Great Tits 'on the hand'.

Then a Jay flew in and landed almost directly above me, too close to fit in the frame and horribly backlit to boot. I only include its photo to show just how close you can get to these usually shy birds here.

I decided to ask the bird-feeding chap about the owls, and to my joy he was fully clued-up and immediately led me to the right tree (it's the one ringed by brambles, for anyone else having trouble finding it) and the right place to stand in relation to it.


After a bit of scanning, to my delight I found an actual, real live Little Owl. He was sitting high up and was a bit obscured, but it could have been a lot worse. So gorgeous! The little rascal flew to a different spot on the tree after 10 minutes or so and I couldn't relocate him, so I thanked my impromptu birding guide (and thanks again, Roy, if you are reading this!) and went back to the lake shore for a few last pics from one of the bird-feeding bits before heading home.

A lovely female Pochard. Pochards seem be on the lake year round, though I don't know if any breed here.

The other expected Aythya, a Tufted Duck. One of lots. The other ducks present but not shown are Mallards (plenty) and Shovelers (a few, all pretty much hiding in spots where the lake is screened by trees and shrubs).

It was amusing to watch the many Black-headed Gulls squabbling over the available perching spots. Often both would fall off in the struggle and a third would get the perch.

And... finally... what's this medium-sized larid hoving into view? Why, it's a Common Gull, the only one I saw all day, and I guess an advance guard for the winter hordes. I must come back here on a sunny day and bring the D700 (today was a D300 day because I thought I'd need the extra reach for the owls, and I did, but for most of the stuff here 300mm on a full-frame body would be pretty much ideal).

Sunday, 5 October 2014

Dozy deer

A cold and sunny morning dawned, and I went off to Knole Park to see what the deer were up to. Answer, not much. So it's not started yet... or perhaps I've missed it. But I don't think I have. You'd expect to see bucks with their harems when they have finished battling for dominance and I didn't...

This one was on his own, dozing in the sunshine. I'm sure he's thinking lovely deer thoughts of beating up other bucks and getting it on with lots of does. It was a beautiful morning - and a frosty one, though the rising sun quickly turned the frost to dew.

Actually I didn't find any other mature bucks - there must be some but maybe not many, which would make it a quiet rut this year. Not so much choice for the does, but maybe that doesn't matter if the bucks that are available are good 'uns (and no doubt the park management has ensured that they are).

This doe was having a good old sniff of the air. No doubt that's the way she'll know when it's time for her and her friends to check out the talent and choose a father for their next fawns.

There seemed to be fewer Meadow Pipits about than the other week. Otherwise, bird sightings were much the same.

I managed to get a little bit closer to a Green Woodie this time.

Ring-necks everywhere, as usual. They aren't all that shy, but like to sit in the tops of very tall trees which makes photographing them perched pretty much a non-starter. And today I was a bit too slow on the draw for any flight shots.

Another treetop gathering. These Carrion Crows were making a right racket. Joining in from nearby were Jays and Jackdaws. Maybe there was a Fox or bird of prey about, or maybe it was just a wild corvid party.

Pied Waggie in a tree - not that usual a sight. It was sharing the tree with Chaffinches and a couple of juvenile-plumaged Goldfinches. Also seen but not snapped were Nuthatches, Goldcrests, Blue and Great Tits and my first Knole Coal Tit.

A puzzling group of deer. At least three are bucks, including one that looks almost-but-not-quite rut-ready, but I can't see any antlers on the rest. Young bucks and does usually live separate lives...

It seems to have been a poor acorn crop this year. I had a good look over one of the oaks I passed and the only acorns I saw on it were these two, both sprouting big knopper galls.

By contrast, the Sweet Chestnuts are throwing out fruit like there's no tomorrow. Some of the chestnuts were irresitably plump and glossy, and I ended up collecting a pocketful of them.

Decided I'd better get home, as I have some work to do this weekend. I went back via the little eco-park by the main town car park, where I photographed these pretty backlit leaves. Back home, I roasted the chestnuts and now my flat smells lovely. Planning to mix them with melted chocolate, as apparently you end up with something like Nutella, but better.

Sunday, 28 September 2014

Barnes aka London WWT

My lovely friends Susan and Paula very kindly offered to treat me to a trip to Barnes. I said yes, please, with almost indecent haste. Today was the day, and we had lovely sunshine for it. I would also mention that we had a run around Bushy Park first thing and heard the Red Deer roaring off in the distance, while birds included a fair few Meadow Pipits, lots of Jays and also Ring-necked Parakeets and a solo Grey Wagtail.

The WWT centre is pretty typical of this kind of thing - captive wildfowl in some bits, while other areas are managed for wildlife. We started out on one of the wildlife areas, and from one of the hides had this pleasing sight of five duck species (please let me know if you can see anything else besides Wigeon, Gadwall, Shoveler, Tuftie and Pochard!) chilling out on a single island.

The margins of all lakes, ponds and ditches were alive with Migrant Hawkers, surely enjoying an epic year with such fine weather in their main flight month.

From the Peacock Tower hide I added another duck to the day's tally - this distant but most welcome Pintail.

We went back and through some of the exotics areas to reach the Wildside hide. Here's one of the exotics - a Barnacle Goose, too busy cropping the grass in its pen to object to me taking its very-close-up photo.

On the way to the Wildside hide we found this juvenile Tuftie, making heavy weather of feeding in a very algaed-up pool.


With all those dragons about, it was not really a surprise (but still great) to find a Hobby. The photos were badly backlit, some Photoshopping to return detail has revealed it's a juvenile (no red trousers).

Another photographer who was partaking of the Hobby kindly pointed out a nearby Common Lizard basking on a bit of wooden fencing.

That wooden fencing does get lovely and warm. This Common Darter, which looks like the paint's peeling off his abdomen, was also enjoying a bask.

From the Wildside hide, there were a couple of Cormorants on view. The one of the left was finding things a bit too warm - if my camera had a video mode I'd have taken a clip to show you his furiously fluttering gular pouch.


Also on this bit of water, Great Crested and Little Grebes. The duck list also included Teal, but sadly the only waders around were Lapwings. We didn't do too well for 'little birds' either - did run into a mixed flock of mainly Long-tailed Tits but also including a couple of Goldcrests. Cetti's Warblers and Chiffchaffs were both vocal all round the trails but not at all showy.

So with this very confiding young Moorhen, that's the end, a short post to finish off what's been a pretty busy month for the blog. Thanks very much to Susan, Paula and Siobhan for a lovely day and a most excellent picnic lunch :)
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