Thursday, 7 November 2013

Hitting a Purple Patch

We went to Bimble Bay again today.
I looked in the bushes for any ringing going on, but I couldn't see any. We therefore shared cars to Bimble Bay Dams. We tried the big hide first, but it was relatively quite, with not a single wader to be seen. Bird seen included: Heron, Teal, Herring Gull, and a Sparrowhawk being chased by Magpies or Crows.

Purple Sandpiper
 Heron (with a gull we totally ignored at the time!)
Trying the smaller hide we came across Tree Sparrows on the way & plenty of Blackbirds. From the hide itself we saw absolutely hordes of Moorhens, plenty of Friday Unmentionables, but a pair of Wigeon flew in later. 
We tried birdwatching from Carr Naze. A Redshank was the only bird any way near the grotty pond just through the gate. We could see plenty of Oystercatchers from here, and a single Curlew, and Cormorants flying low over the sea. Reaching the end Lynn spotted a seal pup, and Eric identified a female Eider bobbing off the end of the Brigg. As we made our way back a flock of tiny waders were seen, which turned out to be Dunlin. Later I saw three Turnstones fly in & myself and Anthony could make out a Purple Sandpiper scurrying along the water's edge. 
Knot & Dunlin (left)
 Turnstone (& rear of Purple Sandpiper)
 Ringed Plover, Dunlin, Knot & Purple Sandpiper - you decide
 Record shot of Rock Pipit
All Action Pictures (c) 2013 Tony Robinson 
Mock Air Sea rescue

In the afternoon we went down onto the beach first, and saw a select sprinkle of wader species, but they were continually being frightened off by rampant dogs. Despite the canine invasion, I think it was the first decent views some had obtained of a single Purple Sandpiper. It was certainly the first the Weds pm group had seen for some time. Hardly noticeable among the seaweed were a few Rock Pipits, with Meadow Pipits somewhere around too. The subsequent visit to the Dams was as disappointing as in the morning. A single Curlew & a sole Redshank dropped in briefly.  The most interesting sighting came in the afternoon.  I went to inspect the site of the mist nets in the Carr Naze bushes, when a Woodcock launched itself into the air - I didn't have my camera with me at the time.   That's the most convoluted use of a euphemism I've made it quite some time!

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