Tip of the iceberg stuff in the expanse that is the Forest of Bowland, where we’ll never know the true picture on the status of birds, in particular my very own favourite. A trip up the west and east sides of Hawthornthwaite Fell earlier in t…
Here on Another Bird Blog we have featured the long running saga of the Turtle Dove and France on a number of occasions. Recently we also highlighted the issue of birdlime (or “glue”) hunting in France. Now it seems that France has at last d…
It blew at weekend, not storm force, but certainly close to a hooley, and I was out at first light both days at the Point. For that, I will give myself 10 out of 10 for effort, especially as it was my birthday on the Saturday, but there was no cigar; t…
I’ve spent endless hours engrossed in birding at Cockersand, often there until dusk and beyond, and occasionally got drenched in a downpour with nowhere to hide. I always had my camera to hand for the scenery if not for the birds. VIEW F…
Yesterday, Graham and I met at the pools at the Obs at 0600 for a ringing session under 6 oktas cloud cover, and it was calm. Perfect conditions for operating mist nets, and I had the cloud cover that I had wanted over recent weeks.I was fairly confide…
The mornings are dark and alarm calls getting later. The buzzer woke me at 0530, enough time for the essentials before a timed to perfection drive over switchback moss roads and up to Oakenclough. That’s thirty minutes early morning and forty minutes…
It’s a good job that I am taking a retrospective look back at the totals of individual species that I, and others in Fylde Ringing Group (FRG), have ringed over the years, as I haven’t got much to report of late. Showery and blustery weather is mainly …
September has been a decent month for me in the past, and some searching through the records has turned up a little interest out of the little black book.I have to divert from September to start with the oldest, and note the record of a Lesse…
Saturday was cool, blustery and showery just like the week gone by when there was no birding and no ringing. Hopefully the showers would not turn to rain and I could at least get a little birding done. With so few Swallows of late one could be f…
This is a post about ringing, or perhaps more to the point, it is a post about the memories that cold, stark ringing data can evoke.Sounds and smell can transport you to a place, or an event, in an instant when that sound or smell triggers a memory, an…