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January 31st   Leave a comment

If you have a garden that backs on to the fields around Crail you will have noticed that you occasionally get a pheasant coming in, especially if you have a bird feeder with lots of seed being spilled on the ground. Pheasants are native to China and were probably introduced by the Romans. They have been here so long now that they are an integral part of the British landscape, although in many places their presence is in fact due to thousands of birds being released every year for shooting. But they breed successfully and do very well without our support. Even if they do have a predilection for any seed left out for them or any other species for that matter. I have even had them in my garden right in the centre of Crail – gardens also have the advantage of being fairly predator free, although the last time I had a pheasant around the garden, it was also being visited by a fox. Perhaps no coincidence that both disappeared shortly afterwards.

Pheasant on its way to John's bird table

Pheasant on its way to John’s bird table

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Posted January 31, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

January 29th   Leave a comment

The stonechat at Balcomie feeding around the kelp on the beach because of the frosty weather

The stonechat at Balcomie feeding around the kelp on the beach because of the frosty weather

And today back to an East Neuk best; frost overnight and a cold beautiful, sunny day with little wind. The ice and frozen ground first thing has pushed everything to the coast. I passed through empty fields on my way to Balcomie but as soon as I was at the shore there were birds everywhere. The pair of stonechats resident at the end of Balcomie Golf Course were on the kelp piles in the strandline, feeding on the ground like robins. The seaweed piles were unfrozen and are full of flies and maggots for a hungry stonechat compared to the still and sterile frosty grass just above it. There were a lot of starlings and rock pipits enjoying the best feeding available as well.

Although the shore was full of birds it was very quiet. In colder weather birds don’t waste energy making a lot of noise. The only regular sounds were the angry alarm calls of the redshanks as I flushed those close to the coastal path. Redshanks really make a fuss when people flush them. The call is mostly aimed at telling the “predator” (the person) that they have been spotted and there is really no point trying to catch the redshank as the element of surprise has been lost. I think they also let the other redshanks around them know that they are leaving their territory because of a disturbance, rather than abandoning it, so dissuading a competitor from moving in, in their absence. When redshanks are attacked seriously – like yesterday’s sparrowhawk attack – they just get out of the way and don’t call until they are safely in the air, if they call at all. We notice when redshanks make a fuss but not when they don’t, so you get the false impression that they are very noisy alarm callers.

Redshank

Redshank

Posted January 29, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

January 28th   Leave a comment

The rainy day today reminded me perversely how little rain we have had this winter. No more than 25mm in any month and a couple with much less. This month is heading for 20mm, with half of this falling today. This is the dry East Neuk, business as usual, after a run of quite wet winters. Still it was fairly miserable today, although lacking the cold easterlies of the last two days. I sat at Fife Ness for an hour this afternoon in a gap in the showers hoping for something new blown in by these winds. Just the usual with several red-throated divers and some passing long-tailed ducks to add a little extra interest. It was high tide and the waders were roosting on the remaining rocks, but getting displaced now and then closer to the shore as the rough sea from yesterday made their usual places too wet for comfort. Even the purple sandpipers who thrive at the surf edge amongst the splashes headed for higher ground. I spotted a juvenile female sparrowhawk flying in on an attack run towards the roost: I saw it well before the waders, which none the less were all up in the air and safe 20 meters ahead of it. The sparrowhawk just kept powering low over the rocks and around the coast – there were plenty of other smaller groups of waders and rock pipits between Fife Ness and Balcomie and I suspect it will have got lucky.

A purple sandpiper at Fife Ness getting out of the way of a wave

A purple sandpiper at Fife Ness getting out of the way of a wave

Posted January 28, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

January 26th   Leave a comment

There is a cheerful flock of house sparrows that use the gardens and bushes north of the High Street by the roundabout, through to the front gardens of the opposite side of the road (my front garden and the Honeypot) and then over my house into the back garden behind. They divide their time between all the various garden bird feeders, my pond and the thick bushes (for rest and relaxation) that are available there. The last thing is perhaps the most crucial. Sparrows can make a living in most urban areas but they need good thick bushes to retreat into from hawks and cats. Many urban gardens have lost their bushes and particularly in front gardens which have been mostly turned into car parks. Drive through any town (and particularly any southern English town) and you will just see paving and cars in front of the houses. The increase in traffic has also had a more direct effect on sparrow numbers – they are very vulnerable to getting hit by cars as they zoom low over the roads between gardens. My garden sparrows seem an experienced lot (one has a yellow ring I put on it 6 years ago) but lots of the new fledglings every summer do get hit.

A Crail house sparrow

A Crail house sparrow

Posted January 26, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

January 22nd   Leave a comment

I did my favourite Crail cycle this morning up to Wormiston, past Wormiston Farm and the sea house to the coast path and then back to Crail via Balcomie and Fife Ness along the coastal path. The stubble field just east of Balcomie caravan park to the south of the footpath is still stuffed with skylarks. I flushed them and one lapland bunting right by the footpath and watched it flying around with the skylarks hoping I would see where it landed, eventually it was joined by another and then a third. I watched the flock down to the ground. As I scanned the place where they had landed, again close to the footpath, they went up again – this time 7 lapland buntings in a tight group, calling and keeping together in the larger skylark flock before moving separately to another part of the field closer to the airfield. How do you count lapland buntings? Clearly, wait for them to flock up when they have been disturbed a couple of times and count them in flight. I had been suspecting that there were a few in the field: it’s a big field but I quite often put one up or hear one as I go along the footpath. Our last big lapand bunting year was 2010 when we had over 60 in one field near Wormiston Farm for most of the autumn and smaller flocks scattered around Crail for the rest of the winter.

Down at Balcomie it was the usual story – still about 50 sanderling and 20 dunlin on the beach, lots of mallards, wigeon and goldeneye along the coast and my first shelduck of the year (no. 97). There is a single pink-footed goose hanging about Fife Ness. Single birds are usually injured but this one seemed at least to be able to fly short distances and it has been in the area for a week or so. I watched the sea for a bit at Fife Ness – beautifully calm and wind free again – in the hope of a glimpse of the hump-backed whale that is in the Forth. I saw a cetacean break the surface far out with a small dorsal but only briefly and only once. A dolphin I expect but it is good to hope. The conditions for spotting whales or dolphins are just perfect today. A flat calm and a neutral flat light – anything breaking the surface from here to North Berwick is visible.

The lonely pink-footed goose at Fife Ness

The lonely pink-footed goose at Fife Ness

Yesterday there was a single waxwing seen at Toll Road in Cellardyke and larger flocks are still around further west in Fife. No luck for the Crail list so far but I am ready to chase if another is reported nearby.

Waxwing - one was seen at Cellardyke yesterday

Waxwing – one was seen at Cellardyke yesterday

Posted January 22, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

January 21st   Leave a comment

I expect it was a sunny day inland, but here in Crail we had the haar. Light and charming, softening the sunlight in the morning and then heavy and grey and a bit more depressing in the afternoon. There was correspondingly no wind all day and any attempt to see anything (or for anything to be there in any case) at Fife Ness would have been a bit pointless. I took a walk inland, around Kilrenny Common instead. There was an incredible flock of 600 rooks and jackdaws in the fields behind the wood. Their wall of “caws” and “chacks” as they periodically took alarm made a perfect sound track to the haar, although a few magpies would have perhaps have given it a little bit more gothic value. We do still have a lot of crows about. The wood was busy too: chaffinches, blackbirds, tit flocks and goldfinch flocks. A single great-spotted woodpecker made no. 96 for the Crail year list.

Great-spotted woodpecker

Great-spotted woodpecker

Posted January 21, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

January 19th   Leave a comment

I walked along the footpath from the Balcomie caravan park towards the airfield at lunchtime. The stubble field is still full of hundreds of skylarks and still at least one lapland bunting, calling somewhere from the middle of the flock as they all took off. They were with about hundred starling that also took off very rapidly, bunching up into a tight ball – a sure sign of a raptor attack. I scanned and finally saw a bird of prey chasing a straggler from the starling flock high up in a very rapid merlin like chase. Except it was a male sparrowhawk! Sparrowhawks hardly ever chase for long, hardly ever high up and usually give up straight away when the element of surprise is lost. But not this male.  It didn’t catch up with the starling although it closed the gap a bit. It turned from a bullet into a more normal slow, soaring sparrowhawk and glided down to the airfield below. The skylarks also drifted back down but the starlings kept going.

Sparrowhawk attacks seem to come in pairs. I was passing Roome Bay about 20 minutes later when I heard the shrill squeal of a redshank being attacked. This time I was onto the sparrowhawk straight away as it zoomed up from hitting a redshank just after the redshank had taken off from the tide edge about 30 meters out. There was a big puff of feathers as the sparrowhawk grabbed at and just failed to hold on to the fleeing redshank. The redshank continued flying and got away, I should think, with just fewer body feathers (and they have lot to lose) to show for it. The sparrowhawk continued onto the rocks in the middle of Roome Bay where it perched with an air of not quite believing it hadn’t succeeded. Its contemplation of its failure was short lived – a couple of crows flew straight in and started diving at it. If the sparrowhawk had caught the redshank, the crows may well have stolen it anyway. The crows may have been a pain for the sparrowhawk but for me they gave a good size reference: just a little bigger than the sparrowhawk making it a female (male sparrowhawks in contrast are much smaller being jackdaw size). The sparrowhawk cut its losses and flew off towards Pinkerton, gaining height from the updraught at the cliffs, still being persecuted by the crows. It is tough being a small bird with sparrowhawks around all the time, but sparrowhawks don’t really have it their own way. Most attacks they do end in failure and when they succeed there are often other larger raptors and crows ready to steal their prey from them. And peregrines will actually hunt and kill sparrowhawks if they have the chance, and where there are goshawks, sparrowhawks only exploit the densest woods because they will be targeted if they hunt in the open. Don’t begrudge a sparrowhawk the odd sparrow or finch from your bird table, they have a tough living to make and when you see them hunting it is a good as anything that you might see in a David Attenborough program.

A sparrowhawk "mantling" its prey (here a woodpigeon in John's garden) to prevent it being stolen by a couple of magpies off screen

A sparrowhawk “mantling” its prey (here a woodpigeon in John’s garden) to prevent it being stolen by a couple of magpies off screen

Most of the time the winter auks – mostly razorbills and guillemots – are lost in the waves out from the shore or flying rapidly past at distance. Sometime they do come close in and they are then revealed as very handsome birds in their winter plumage. The best place for a close up is Fife Ness, if you sit out right on the furthest rocks.

A close up winter guillemot

A winter guillemot close up

 

Posted January 19, 2017 by aboutcrail in Sightings

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