Farmoor Photos (than Necessary)

I have still been slogging away on my patch. Not that the patch has been completely birdless: I did manage to find a Little Stint on the flood puddle the other day but in general it's been depressingly quiet. To compensate I've been spending more time at Farmoor which has been enjoying a great run of form of late. Not only have there been more Curlew Sandpipers (six) in one month than in almost the last decade in the county (I exaggerate but slightly), there's been a White-winged Black Tern, three Black-necked Grebes, a Little Stint, the small and yet painfully gripping matter of the Citrine Wagtail and then a ridiculously tame Lapland Bunting which has been the first twitchable one in the county certainly for the last decade (there have been a couple of single observer fly-overs) if not far longer. Indeed I was amazed at how many of the top county birders still needed it for their list and it makes it pretty much a local Mega. It turned out that the bird was actually found a day earlier by a couple of local birders who weren't really in the birding scene loop and didn't appreciate what they'd discovered though fortunately it was independently discovered the next day by Dave Lowe, who has become a bit of a bird-finding machine of late what with the county-first Citrine Wagtail a few weeks earlier. When it was found, I hurried down immediately only to discover that it had flown off so departed to do my household shopping chores, only to hear that it had been re-found an hour or so later so I had to hurry back down for it (much to the despair of my long-suffering VLW). In the end it stayed for a good few days and was much admired by all and sundry from far and wide.

My modest photographic efforts with the much-photographed
bunting. In fact we had so many shots of it on the Oxon Bird Log
that we had to ask people to stop posting photos!

Apart from that I've been taking the opportunity to photograph some of the Farmoor goodies that often present themselves at ridiculously close quarters, especially the smaller waders. Below are a selection of my shots. I was quite pleased with them until I saw some of the offerings from proper photographers with proper expensive cameras. At the end of the day one has to decide whether one is a birder or a bird photographer and I don't want to give up carrying my scope around so for now at least I'm sticking to my super-zoom.

With all these shots you can click to see them in their full size should you wish.

There's nothing quite as lovely as a Wheatear!

...and Little Stints are just gorgeous

..even the humble dunlin is great to look at at close quarters.

Not as close as the waders but pretty close for a Black-necked Grebe

This juvenile Arctic Tern looked rather ill and I was
about to go and pick it up when it flew off

Slimbridge Semi-P

It's been a great autumn for Nearctic waders so far thanks to a couple of Hurricanes/Tropical Storms coming at just the right time. Down in Cornwall in particular it's been amazing and in fact it's easier to count the American waders that they haven't had yet than those that they have. Of course none of these strays have penetrated inland to Oxfordshire but on Sunday I noticed the WWT at Slimbridge seemed to be having a purple patch with Buff-breasted Sandpiper, Semipalmated Sandpiper and a Dotterel, all on the estuary and it was particularly the semiP that caught my eye. Now my usual "rules of engagement" for twitching required that I wait to make sure that it nicely bedded down and reliable. However, as Slimbridge is quite close and I hadn't been for a couple of years despite being a WWT member I thought that I would take a punt on it the following day.

The key to birding the estuary at Slimbridge is the tides and high tide was at around midday so around 10:15 am I set off west arriving at around 11:30. On arrival I headed straight for the Holden Tower where I soon discovered that the wardens were doing a guided walk down to the estuary to look for some of yesterday's rarities. I hurried out towards the assembled group of a couple of dozen birders though from a distance it didn't look like they were particularly keenly watching anything. When I got to them it turned out that my initial assessment was incorrect and the SemiP was there only about 30 or 40 yards away though hunkered down in a hole in the mud so you could only see the back of its head. The next hour or so was spent watching the back of its head waiting for the brief moments when it would wake up and have a preen before going back to sleep. After a while the bird moved position a bit and some of the other birders drifted away leaving more space and I found a better vantage point so I was able to see the whole bird though it was still asleep.

There were lots of views of it hunkered down asleep (Click to Enlarge)

After more patient watching the rest of the Dunlin and Ringed Plover flock started to get more restless now that the tide had turned and the Sandpiper woke up, had a little wander around and then started a good preen. By taking repeated digiscoped photos as it preened I was finally able to get some reasonable shots of the bird caught between preens. Suddenly it stretched its wings, the whole flock flew off out to the estuary to re-start feeding and the show was over.

Of about 150 photos taken these four actually show
the bird in a reasonable pose (Click to Enlarge)

The last photo, stretching its wings about to fly (Click to Enlarge)

Thanks largely to my Cornish efforts I have now managed to see Pec, Baird's, Buff-breasted and SemiP for this year and I'm really hoping to be able to see more of these wonderful American vagrants this autumn. Bring on the storms I say!

Cornwall in September

Tuesday 6th Spetember: Hayle & Drift
For some time I'd planned to do a lot of the cottage decorating in the autumn for obvious reasons. I'd made a mental note to make at least one visit in September and perhaps a couple in October. I'd not really given much thought as to exactly when in September I should come down but instead kept an eye on what was happening down in Cornwall. I was suitably gripped off by the Western Bonelli's warbler at Polgigga and when a Baird's sandpiper turned up at Hayle shortly afterwards I started thinking that I'd missed a good slot in which to go. I then realised that if I wanted to visit in October I should really get down there quite soon as I like to leave a respectable interval between visits so that I can do a reasonable amount of work and not annoy my business partner too much with constant absences. I therefore decided that now was as good a time as any though I did rather have a nagging feeling that I'd missed a really good birding spell. As far as conditions were concerned it had suddenly got rather windy and the forecast was currently for a very windy week so there should be plenty of sea-watching opportunities if nothing else. I'd originally intended to head down on Monday but my wife reminded me that the tyres on the car were getting dangerously bald so I put it in for a service on Monday instead, intending to go down first thing on Tuesday morning. However the garage didn't have the tyres in stock so it wasn't until early Tuesday afternoon that I got the car back again and I set off west into the strong winds and squally rain.

The delay with the car, the weather and the fact that there was an accident on the A30 which meant further delays only added to my rather dark mood when I pulled up at Hayle at around 6pm. Fortunately the rain had now stopped though it was windy and cloudy. One look at the wonderful estuary though and my mood was immediately lifted: it was just after high tide and not twenty yards away were a flock of five juvenile curlew sandpipers together with loads of other waders and gulls. I felt like a pig in clover: my favourite birds are waders and gulls and to have a whole load of them to sift through was great. Apart from the curlew sands (a Cornish tick) there was not much else of particular note apart from the usual waders and gulls but I took plenty of photos and then with an hour of daylight left headed off towards Penzance.

Hayle Curlew Sandpipers photographed in poor light (Click to enlarge)

A couple of pectoral sandpipers had been reported earlier in the day at Drift reservoir so with the light fast fading I headed off there for a look. In the strong wind there were literally hundreds of hirundines hawking low over the reservoir so I had a good scan for red-rumps but to no avail though I did turn up a flock of nine Arctic terns which were picking flies off the water. I made it to the hide and opened up the slats to find a flock of half a dozen waders on the point not thirty yards from me: the two juvenile pecs (another Cornish tick) , 3 dunlin and 2 ringed plover. Although it was nearly dark I had a go at some video and photos for the record. It soon got too dark to see so I headed back to the car, drove back to the supermarket to stock up on provisions and then headed over to Pendeen to open up the house. It had been an enjoyable start to my visit.

One of the pectoral sandpipers taken in near darkness (Click to enlarge)



Some video footage of the two birds

Wednesday 7th September: Pendeen & Hayle

I wasn't down here just to go birding of course, I had set myself the task of painting all the doors in the cottage whilst there which was going to entail a fair bit of work. I decided that the best way to combine this work with the birding was to do a session of a couple of hours work first thing, then have a morning birding session, then back for lunch and an afternoon painting session, followed by an afternoon birding session and then after dinner I'd do a bit more painting before relaxing in front of the telly with a beer in the evening. This policy should mean that I do five or six hours solid painting each day as well as getting some good birding in.

I woke up nice and early and got my two hours painting out of the way by 9:30 which left the rest of the morning for birding. With a good stiff westerly blowing Pendeen was obviously the place to go so I walked down to the lighthouse where the large numbers of cars parked there indicated that there was going to be a good crowd the other side of the building. The fact that a Madeiran Petrel had been seen there the previous day was of course an added incentive and indeed there were a couple of dozen birders there with plenty of visitors as well as some locals. I always like to choose where I sit carefully when there are lots of people: you want to be sitting near some people who know what they are doing and I find that I can learn a lot as well as pick up some good birds by making sure that I'm within earshot (not always very far in a strong wind) of some experts. Today I found a nice spot sitting next to Brett Richards (a very well known sea-watcher at Flamborough Head who seems to spend a fair bit of time sea-watching down in Cornwall these days) with a couple of locals nearby as well. It was immediately obvious that conditions were good with something interesting coming by very frequently as well as a near constant stream of manxies. There were quite a few terns going through, mostly Arctic's and Sandwich as well as plenty of skuas and smaller shearwaters. I manage to spot a very distant (three-quarter's distance) large sea mammal leaping clear of the water and landing again with a huge splash. I asked John Swann who said that it could be a basking shark which do leap like this though in my mind this was much bigger than that and I was thinking whale of some kind though I guess I'll never know. After a while someone called out "Leach's" which lead to the usual trying-to-get-on-someone-else's-sea-bird-stress-syndrome. The other people around me seemed to manage to pick it up OK but try as I might I couldn't seem to find it though in my defence petrels are pretty damn small. Almost immediately however, someone called out "large shearwater", followed by "it's a Great" so I gave up on the Leach's and tried to get onto that instead. This seemed to take a while as well but I managed to find it and watched it shearing lazily past at a reasonably close distance (by large shearwater standards) until low and behold it caught up with and then overtook the petrel so I managed to get both birds in the scope at the same time - nice! These two proved to be the highlight of the session though apparently I'd missed another Leach's and both grey and red-necked phalaropes before I arrived and a couple of birders around the corner claimed a probable Wilson's though it was only seen briefly as it headed straight out to sea rather than going past and no one in the main party saw it. As things started to tail off at midday I decided to head back to the cottage for lunch and my afternoon painting session.

John Swann (c) took this photo of me with the latest version of my wind and light shield, created by using a spare pair of waterproof trousers. Note that it's important that my ears are left uncovered so that I can hear what other people are saying!

When things started to tail off I got my super-zoom out and messed around for a while trying to take photos of passing gannets. As I'm sure any self-respecting sea-watcher will recognise, this is the left-hand of the Wra (the three rock reef at Pendeen) - click to enlarge.

I'd been so taken with my wader and gull session at Hayle yesterday that I decided for my afternoon visit I would head back there again. I knew just how large the expanse of the estuary was at low tide so wanted to head back at high tide where the waders would be forced into a much smaller space and hence would be easier to find. This was actually a rather naive understanding of the situation because, depending on the height of the tide, the birds can be forced into all sorts of different corners including by the Old Quay House, Ryan's Field, the Tempest factory and even up by Carnsew Basin. However I was blissfully ignorant of this and by luck the height of the high water was low enough so that there was a small expanse of mud still exposed right by the Hayle bridge where I had positioned myself. To start with there were just the usual waders including the five curlew sandpipers from yesterday so I set about taking some more photos. After a while though I spotted a small wader with unfeasibly long primaries, an even scalloped pattern on it's back and a neat warm brown breast band. Crickey! it was only the juvenile Baird's sandpiper wandering around about twenty yards from where I was standing! This bird had been seen last week but hadn't been reported for several days and I had assumed (like others I expect) that it had moved on. I quickly pointed it out to the other birders present, sent out a couple of texts to some local birders and then put it out on the Information Services. I then spent a very happy time clicking away with the camera at this very obliging bird.

The Baird's sandpiper (Click to enlarge).

Other birds of note included three sanderling, 1 turnstone, 1 knot, a Med. gull and on Ryan's Field a whimbrel and a couple of common sands. All too soon it was time to head back home for a bite to eat and my evening painting session to look forward to. Not that I minded as it had been a great day's birding.

Thursday 8th September: Drift, Hayle & Marazion

Thursday dawned, not with the strong winds that had been forecast at the start of the week but with hardly a breeze and instead a thick fog. Now Pendeen is especially prone to fog which is often very localised so if you go over the hill towards Penzance or further west you soon find yourself clear of it but this morning a quick check on some local web-cams revealed that it was actually quite extensive. With no prospect of sea-watching, today I thought that I would take the opportunity to catch up with some of the commoner waders that I still needed for my Cornish list. So after a prolonged morning painting session (to give the fog a chance to lift) I headed off to Drift reservoir where I was hoping for spotted redshank and ruff, both of which had been reported yesterday.

I arrived to find it still rather misty though clear enough at least to see to the far bank. As I walked along the bank I met a couple of birders who were leaving who reported seeing one of the juvenile pec. sands (the count had now gone up to four birds!). In the hide itself I found Dave Parker staking out the north-west arm. He said that he'd never seen the reservoir so low at this time of year though of course the resulting exposed shore line was great for waders. However the low water had exposed a small "cliff" which dropped off away from us as we were sitting in the hide so that there was a large area which was hidden to view. Consequently it was a matter of waiting until birds wandered out into view. There were plenty of ringed plover in view and a green sandpiper in the creek and Dave had seen a juvenile dunlin briefly. After a while the spotted redshank waded out into view giving me another Cornish tick before it went back out of sight. A couple of common sandpipers were working their way along the far bank. I spotted an Arctic tern hawking over the reservoir and then another flock of six birds came through. As it was just a matter of waiting we passed the time very pleasantly chatting away and Dave filled me in on past local birds and the local birders. After a while Paul Semmens joined us, apparently he does the birding commentary for the Scillonian crossing. As there was not much about he said that he would go and check the north-east arm which required going back up to Sancreed and then around to the other side. We asked, only half jokingly, if he could flush the birds from that arm back down to here and he said that he would see what he could do though it would take about half an hour to get around there. Sure enough within about half an hour we started to get some birds coming round to our side. First a pair of greenshanks, then a ruff and a knot came in and landed on the point very close by, the ruff being another Cornish tick. We were hoping that the smaller waders would come through but either he didn't manage to "flush" them (larger waders are usually more skittish) or they'd gone to another part of the reservoir. Eventually we'd had enough and walked back together with Dave taking the opportunity to point out some rare plants which had quickly established themselves on the exposed mud of the reservoir side.

A record shot of the knot and the ruff in the mist

Back home I did my afternoon painting session and then contemplated my afternoon birding outing. A buff-breasted sandpiper had turned up at Hayle and there was a juvenile pectoral sandpiper at Marazion. Moreover a juvenile little stint (which I still needed for the county) had been seen at Hayle the last few days so I thought that I would head off there for high tide once again. As I arrived, I had the pleasure of bumping into John Chapple, whom I'd met a couple of times previously at Treve Common (greenish & melodius warbler the first time and woodchat shrike and sub-alpine warbler the second) who was there with his camcorder looking for material for another of his superb videos (see his excellent blog). He was looking for the Baird's sandpiper whereas I wanted to pay my respects to the buff-breast so we went our separate ways. There were a few people looking at the buff-breast from the road side of Ryan's Field as it was at the back of the largest island there. As it was rather distant I had to resort to digiscoping rather than using the super-zoom but a few shots managed to come out OK.

Digiscoped shots of the buff-breasted sandpiper (Click to enlarge)

As there was no sign of the little stint, after a while I decided to head on back home but thought that I would pop in briefly at Marazion to check out Dave Parker's juvenile pec. sand. This was partly as it was on a part of the marsh that I wasn't so familiar with so at least it would be a chance to learn some more about the site. Just as I was walking down to the marsh I got a text from Dave saying that he was at Hayle and had just found the little stint all the way up at the North end of Carnsew Basin on the seaward side. I decided that it was too late to head back there now and carried on at Marazion. I soon found the standing stone by the pool on the eastern side of the marsh and sure enough there was the pec. sand skulking around at quite a close distance. The light was terrible but I had a go with the super-zoom and at ISO 400 managed to get a record shot or two.

The Marazion pectoral sandpiper (Click to enlarge)

After that it was back off home for food and more painting. It had been a good day with two more Cornish ticks and a couple of nice Neartic waders to boot.

Friday 9th September: Nanquidno & Hayle

I woke this morning to more fog and little wind so once again there wasn't going to be any sea-watching on offer. Once again I did an extended morning painting session to give the fog a chance to lift and then for a change I thought that I would go to Nanquidno where a wryneck had been reported for the last few days. I also wanted to explore the valley a bit further as I'd only ever birded around the ford area previously so this would be an opportunity to get to know the area a bit better.

At around 10am I arrived, parked up and headed down the valley. There were plenty of birds around, mostly mixed flocks of tits and chiffchaffs which I grilled for something more interesting but to no avail. Down at the wryneck spot I met a couple of other birders, from Southampton but who had a place in Penzance and we had a good chat. They'd been there for a couple of hours but there had been no sign of the wryneck though they had seen a pair of spotted flycatchers. Given their lack of success I decided not to bother staking out the area for very long and instead made my way over to Little Hendra which is a place that I'd heard of in the past for things like ortolan and lapland bunting in the various fields but had not visited before. This was also an opportunity for me to test out my new OS map app on my phone: it gives you an OS map and a "you are here" spot which makes it very easy to navigate your way on footpaths and tracks as it updates in real time. As long as you have a phone signal it works really well and I soon managed to navigate my way to Little Hendra where indeed there were plenty of good looking fields around though they were all empty apart from a few rooks. A couple of juvenile green woodpecker (not such a common bird on the peninsula) flew over as did a sparrowhawk and a couple of calling chough but apart from that it was all quiet. I made my way back to the wryneck spot (still no sign) and then back to the car and home for lunch.

That afternoon it was back to Hayle once more, this time to look for the little stint. I mentioned this in passing to Badger back in Oxon and he was amazed to learn that I had got pec., buff-breast and Baird's sands all before I'd got little stint in Cornwall - but that's Cornwall for you! It was quite a high tide today so there were no birds at all at the Hayle bridge and I decided to explore the Carnsew basin where Dave Parker had seen the stint yesterday. As I made my way along the sides of the Basin a sparrowhawk flew up and over the course of the afternoon I saw it a number of times as it made unsuccessful attempts on the roosting waders. A flock of 7 sandwich terns were flying around noisily and diving into the river. Up near the top of the Basin I met a birder who said that he'd just managed to find the Baird's sandpiper in amongst a group of waders that were on the seaward side of the Basin by the bend. When I asked he said that he had also seen a little stint in amongst them so I hurried on. Unfortunately it had started to rain quite hard and it was rather windy so viewing conditions were not ideal. As I grilled the waders a local called Brad turned up and we looked together though neither of us could find anything apart from the usual suspects though few birds had already started flying off from this location as the tide had now turned so it's possible that they'd moved off.

The palmations on it's foot got me excited for a moment until
I read up that ringed-plovers have small palmations between the
middle and outer toe too!


Some of the usual suspects on the estuary, taken
a couple of days earlier in better light (Click to enlarge)

As I was keen to find the stint I decided to work my way back towards the bridge and Ryan's Field to see if I could track it down. At the car wash I came across a group of birders peering intently into the gloom at the rapidly expanding area of exposed mud which the waders were repopulating as the tide ebbed. They were all looking for the Baird's though I asked them all if they'd come across the little stint. After a while one of them picked the stint out from the other waders and indeed there it was, albeit rather distant, another Cornish tick. I helped them to look for the Baird's for a while but to no avail though there was a nice mixed flock of terns on the estuary, comprising 15 arctic and 20 sandwich terns. Eventually it got too dark and we all went our separate ways. With another Cornish tick notched up I went back home for my evening painting session.

Saturday 10th September: Porthgwarra & Nanquidno

Saturday had originally been forecast for very strong winds. In fact a couple of Oxon birders had been planning on coming down for it though as the day approached the forecast kept being downgraded so by the time it was Friday evening I suggested to them that it wasn't going to be the spectacular blow they were hoping for and indeed so it turned out: it was indeed windy but not enough to travel all that way just for one day. I decided that I would still pop down to Porthgwarra but as usual I would do my morning painting first of all.

I arrived mid morning to find a rather modest crowd assembled at Hella Point, mostly visitors, and to discover that it had been a very quiet morning. I settled down and after a while someone picked out a great shearwater which was reasonably close. Apart from that there was one close arctic skua, a sooty and a few bits and bobs, all rather quiet though some of the visitors were very pleased to get the great shearwater. After a while the sun moved round so the whole of the sea was very brightly lit and it became very difficult to see anything. I now started to appreciate why the Sea-Watch South West team stop between 12 and 2 each day: it's just impossible to sea-watch if there is any sun on the water when looking due south. I therefore took the opportunity to explore the moor instead to look for the wryneck which had been reported the last few days. I initially scoured the gully just round the corner from the Coastguard Lookout but with no luck so I decided to head over to the Dried Up Pool. As I was wandering down the middle of the three tracks that lead to the Wall I spotted a moth fluttering about by the side of the path. As readers will know, I know next to nothing about moths but am interested enough to photo any that I do come across and I generally try to work out what they are (usually by asking John Swann!). It was a very striking white moth with small black and orange dots on it. I soon forgot about it and went back to my wryneck hunting though once again I had no luck with it. I did hear a rasping fly-over call which had me thinking citrine wagtail though it only called once and I never saw the bird. As I was wandering around I started to get texts from people back at Oxon: apparently a first winter citrine wagtail (a county first) had been found at Farmoor reservoir and I felt suitably gripped off at missing it. After a while I trudged back to the sea-watching point to learn that things hadn't improved since I left.

The moor is still looking very pretty with a lovely contrast
between the purple heather and the yellow of the gorse.

whilst not finding the wryneck I came across this
toad in the middle of the path

At that point I decided to head off home and was just walking past the coastguard cottages when I got a text from Dave Parker saying that a black kite was lingering over Najizal valley. That wasn't far from where I was so I got out the scope on the off chance that I could spot it from where I was and blow me, there it was! It was soaring over in the Najizal direction being mobbed by a kestrel and with a buzzard for company. I watched it for a few minutes as it appeared to move into Porthgwarra air space over the moor though at the far (Nanjizal) end. I sent Dave back a text saying where it now was and then headed back to the car and headed for home, pleased with the bonus kite sighting which went some way to compensate for the Oxon citrine grip-off.

As I was nearing St. Just airfield I got a Bird Guides text saying that the wryneck had been seen that day at Nanquidno still so on impulse I turned off to take a look. I decided that I would stake out the spot for a while and spent at least and hour and a half staring into the bracken and brambles but to no avail. There was a peregrine buzzing around and the chough were still there but that was about it. Various other birders came, stared unsuccessfully and went off again before I too gave up. As one of them put it "wrynecks, they're right buggers!".

Back home I had plenty of painting to be getting on with as I was intending to head back home tomorrow so I needed to finish everything off. That evening I was checking up on sightings on Cornwall Birding where I spotted a reference to a Crimson Speckled Moth which had been seen at Porthgwarra. This reminded me of the moth that I photographed earlier in the day so I Googled the image and low and behold this was indeed what I'd found. I guessed from the fact that it had been mentioned on the web-site that it must be quite a rare moth and after exchanging some e-mails with John Swann I learnt that in fact it was a Mega in the moth world and that the last one that had been seen in Cornwall was in 2006. It's a shame that the full impact of its rarity is lost on me: had it been the bird equivalent I would have been suitably elated but I've not knowingly seen most of the commonest of moth species and this was just another one that I didn't know though I would definitely recognise one if I saw it again.

Here's the Mega moth: a Crimson Speckled Moth,
possibly the rarest thing that I've found to date!

Sunday 11th September: Homeward Bound

Sunday morning it was time to pack up and head off home. Of course I stopped in at Hayle briefly but there was nothing of particular note and my journey back home was uneventful. Just as I got back into Oxford I stopped off at Farmoor for a quick wander round to stretch my legs after the long car journey and to have a quick scour through the wagtails on the off chance the citrine had returned but of course there was no sign of it. The white-winged black tern, a confiding little stint and a black-necked grebe were all still on show which were nice to see.

Looking back, despite my initial reservations I'd enjoyed some good birding down in Cornwall. Highlights had included three pectoral sandpipers, a Baird's sandpiper, a buff-breasted sandpiper, a couple of great shearwaters, a Leach's petrel and a black kite. It never ceases to amaze me just how many Nearctic waders they get down in Cornwall. Whilst I was there there were 7 pectoral sandpipers, 3 buff-breasted sandpipers and 1 Baird's sandpiper and since I've come back there have also been greater and lesser yellowlegs, semipalmated sandpiper, long-billed dowitcher and I've lost count of the buff-breasts now, it's quite remarkable. Oxon on the other hand has had a good autumn so far with a single pec. sand and is still awaiting its first buff-breast and Baird's. Anyway, I can't wait to get back down to Cornwall and I feel that there will be more decorating required in the next few weeks.

My favourite view at Pendeen, looking rather stormy and misty

More Farmoor Stuff

Since my last entry I've been back to Farmoor a couple of times. The first time was the previous Saturday when just as I was finishing the weekly supermarket shopping I got a call from the Wickster (Tom Wickins) saying that there was a juvenile curlew sandpiper at Farmoor. As this was a much-needed county tick for me I dropped the shopping off at home and then legged it over there. As I arrived I met a departing birder who told me that it had been flushed ten minutes previously by a walker. I thought that I might as well take a look whilst I was there and was working my way up the causeway when Badger (Jason Coppock) called up from the far end saying that it had just landed right next to him. I got a brief view in someone else's scope but then a walker put it up and off it flew, showing off it's white rump, but reasonably high and was lost to view. That was about the poorest view of a county tick that I'd ever had, most unsatisfactory. As I was out very much on borrowed time with afternoon family commitments, I hurried back only to discover later that it had come back again and was giving excellent views to all and sundry.

Jeremey Dexter, (the finder) took this excellent photo and
has kindly let me use it as I had such a crap view of it myself.

I also went on my weekly Wednesday evening trip to Farmoor, looking for some good gulling in the company of Badger. The gulls were rather poor that night but we spent some time playing with our respective new toys: in my case the Canon SX30 super-zoom and in Jason's case his new digital camcorder. Here are the fruits of my efforts:

Juvenile ringed plover, conveniently close along the causeway

The obligatory yellow-legged-gull-on-a-buoy shot

Whilst I'm on the subject of Farmoor I just want to refer back to my previous post about identifying juvenile terns. I'm sure most readers already have this nailed down but I wanted somewhere to post these photos here for my own reference if nothing else. Ian Lewington and Roger Wyatt have kindly let me use a couple of photos to illustrate the grey rump ID issue:

juv. common tern (c) Roger Wyatt
note the grey rump wedge and well-marked dark outer tail feathers

juv. arctic tern (c) Ian Lewington
note the clean rump and the pale "W" effect on the trailing edge of the inner flight feathers on the left hand photo. There is of course the very narrow and well-define black trailing edge of the primaries if you get a good underwing view.