Unfortunately, about halfway through the journey, I found that the Stilt Sandpiper had not been seen since the previous day, but the Least Sandpiper was still around.
When I arrived at the train station, I immediately walked to Lodmoor. As soon as I arrived, I saw the Least Sandpiper, walking through the mud quite close in. First lifer! I watched it for a while longer, as it sometimes disappeared behind clumps of grass. The views were mostly good, though my scope wasn't very powerful. A Great White Egret also gave good views compared with the Little Egrets around it.
After this I had fish and chips, where I sat inside because it was raining. My Dad and I then got the bus to Portland.
View From the Observatory Front Garden |
Our first stop was the quarry near the Observatory, where a Wryneck had stayed for quite a while. Almost immediately, my Dad spotted some movement in the grass that turned out to be the Wryneck. This was probably the bird I most wanted to see in Britain, and the views it gave weren't bad. Then, after a bit of waiting, the views changed from not bad to amazing! It sat out in the open very close by, and I could see all the details because the light was in the right direction. This was the second new bird for me, and probably one of my favourite I had ever seen.
The rest of the day was quiet, and in the evening my Dad and I went to where we would be staying: the Portland Bunk House. We would have stayed in the bird observatory, but it was full, and this place was the closest to it. It looked a bit better on the inside than it did on the outside, though I don't think I would ever stay for more than one or two days there.
Early the next morning, we headed down to the observatory to watch the bird ringing. A female Sparrowhawk was first, then a Goldcrest.
Sparrowhawk Being Ringed |
After reading the observatory books for a while I decided to go for a walk in the fields to look for a reported Ortalon Bunting. After some searching, I could not find it, so I decided to go to look at Ferrybridge then leave for home. On the way to the bus though, I saw a group of people looking in a field. I asked them if they knew where the Hoopoe was that had been in the area, and they said it had been reported in the nearby field, so I decided to wait here for a while. After a while, someone spotted the Hoopoe sitting in the bare tree next to the field! It was quite distant, but through the scope I could see it quite well. The 3rd lifer of the holiday, and another bird that might have been my favourite I had seen.
I then went to Ferrybridge, where there was only a Bar-tailed Godwit, some Ringed Plover and some Dunlin. I decided that it was then time to head home (after getting some more chips).
I wish I had been there with you both! It would have been my first ever British hoopoe and my first ever wryneck in Britain!
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing trip. I really want to go to Portland.
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