Saturday, 28 January 2012
I watched this dog fox make a rush at some ducks and swans without success, it then followed its nose into the large heap of cut reeds that can be seen in the picture and poke its nose in quite a way to pull out a mouse's nest and snack on the unfortunate beast, then after hearing my camera clicks it disappeared into the reeds.
This was one greedy individual and a very good fisherman. I watched it wade around the large pond with the water up to its wings at times and suddenly lunge at and catch a large perch, he then flew to the shore and despatched it with some well aimed stabs to the head and body and then swallowed it straight down. I expected it to retire to digest it's catch but no, it was back to the pool for another fish!
Monday, 16 January 2012
I parked up and walked to the spot I have permission to use from a good natured local farmer and settled down to wait. I saw a couple of buzzards having a little contre temps, and then the owl appeared from over the hill following a line of set-aside. Knowing that there were some birders nearby with a similar view, I sat quite still and it flew right over me and then turned and went back the way it had come and I took the record shot above. another thoroughly enjoyable afternoon, albeit a very cold one.
Les & I went to Amwell in the hope of seeing a bittern on a very cold & frosty morning with plenty of ice to force the bitterns to the edge of the reed beds and another couple pointed one out peering at us through a curtain of reeds, this was a very promising start, if not a great picture!
We then walked further up the Lea valley and were treated to a superb view of a male smew that was not the normal 200 yards distant, a cracking individual, we also saw goldeneye and a large flock of siskins so a good day was had.
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
The whale had been washed up on Hunstanton beach (long dead) and was a scene of great interest to many people, there was a constant stream of people arriving to ogle the sad remains of what had been a forty foot leviathan. Some delightful persons had chain sawed its jaw off, to presumably sell the teeth as souvenirs. The sanderling was one of a small group that were hunting the tide line quite close to the whale.
These are some distant record shots of the tiny American wader that has spent several weeks at Cley-next-the-sea and remains there into January. Les & I spent four days up in Norfolk after Christmas with two friends and these and the following images were taken on this trip.