Back again…

I feel privileged enough as it is to spend a fortnight each year volunteering on RSPB Ramsey Island but this year I’m luckier still – I’ve just landed for an extra week! It might be a short stay as I’ve arrived a day late, due to strong winds yesterday preventing the boat from running and I may have to leave as early as Thursday for the same reason. However, it’s just great to be back and to see the Island in its autumn colours.

With a day to spare in Pembrokeshire yesterday I spent a few hours touring around parts that I have only previous seen from a distance while on the Island. It was a dark and foreboding kind of day for the most part so the photos below are all in black and white.

Lovely Norfolk

After a Friday afternoon meeting in Norwich, I decided to spend a couple of nights close to the north-west coast of Norfolk. I spent the one whole day in Norfolk visiting the nature reserves along the coast including RSPB Titchwell and Norfolk Wildlife Trust’s sites at Cley and Holme Sands.

On the way back to the pub I was staying at, I came across the field below. Having missed it in the morning, I was struck by a flash of red as I drove past and had to stop for a better look – joined by someone else who had the same idea.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a display of poppies…

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Countryside coming to life

I did the second of four breeding bird surveys at Cheshire Wildlife Trust’s Bagmere reserve this morning.  It was a chilly and slightly damp start but the weather wasn’t sufficiently poor to postpone the visit.

I’ve not been out in the Cheshire countryside much over the last two weeks and it has changed quite a lot with the plants starting to show their spring growth.

Our summer visitors are starting to arrive in good numbers and I recorded grasshopper warbler, willow warbler and swallow for the first time this year but there are still more to come.

Yet again, I didn’t record willow tit, which is disappointing but there are two more visits this spring to find them.

Bucket List Item No.2

I’m just sat in Heathrow Terminal 5 waiting for a flight to Johannesburg and trying not to get too excited too early – it’s an eleven hour flight after all and then I’m not stopping there! Tomorrow lunchtime I’m catching a shorter flight to Maun in Botswana – the gateway to the Okavango Delta.  


After seeing the wildlife of Africa so often on TV I thought it was about time I saw it for real and the Okavango seems like a good place to start.  The trip is a bird-focussed holiday organised by Naturetrek but I’m hoping for plenty of mammals too – I’d be a very happy boy if I saw African hunting dogs!

I realised a while back that I’d missed Africa and its wildlife off my bucket list, so I’m making amends with this being my second long distance trip outside of Europe (the first being the Falklands and hopefully more to come).

For the first time in a while, I’m travelling laptopless, so there won’t be any updates while I’m out there. However, hopefully there’ll be plenty to blog about on my return!

A secret valley

After working from home today I took the opportunity on a bright (but slightly breezy) spring day to go for an early evening cycle. With the wind coming from the east, I went out in a less frequently headed direction and up into the small hills across the Staffordshire border. The area isn’t far from home but I’ve not really explored it much before and when I came to a junction I decided to make a new turn and go down a road I’ve not passed along before…it led me to a stunning little valley.

With the sun out and the grass turning a spring rich green, all under a bright blue sky, the valley seemed to be approaching its prime. All it needed was for the trees to be bursting into leaf. As I came to the end of the valley bottom road, I stumbled across a little piece of woodland with a rich carpet of wood anemones forming a green, white and yellow carpet beneath – lovely.

The signs of spring

On the way home from doing a bird survey this morning, I went for a walk around Wybunbury Moss. It’s a few weeks since I paid one of my regular visits and, at last, spring is really is starting to show.

Getting out of my car, the first sign was the sound of a chiffchaff letting out its distinctive call from high up in a nearby tree.  To me these diminutive little birds are a clear sign that the season has turned; some are long distance migrants while others stay and overwinter here, but when they start signing I feel spring really has arrived.

Heading up into the church yard, the daffodils are out in full bloom, their heads being buffeted in the increasing breeze.  Other birds are starting to make themselves heard, with greenfinches, goldfinches and gold crests all singing in the trees.

Walking around the outside of the Moss, other plants are showing their first growth of the year. Leaves are coming out on the hawthorn hedges and brambles bushes, dandelions are unfurling their first flowers, nettles are sprouting, the gorse is well out in bloom and the catkins are opening on the willows.

On the far side of the Moss, circling up in the strong winds, was a foursome of buzzards, calling and playing in the rushing air.  There was also a busy movement of jackdaws, crows and magpies all around the area as they prepare for breeding season.

However, the spring is yet to be in full swing; others are missing and yet to arrive.  The great movement inwards of our summer visitors has yet to really be felt but over the next few days and weeks, the woodlands, fields and hedges will welcome a great influx of avian life bring the spring to its rapturous heights.