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Wednesday, 08 December 2010 21:19

Birds n' Berries

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Sharp air, trees laden with rime frost, azure blue sky, wonderful clarity and low sun. The temptation was just too great. I took up my camera and decided to take the day off in pursuit of charismatic bohemians. Waxwings are wonderfully entertaining birds, though they are not always easy to locate. This year has seen a significant irruption into the UK and many flocks have been noted around the north-west, but I wanted to find my own. I set off for the urban heart of Warrington and began checking out blocks of Rowan trees. The berries of this particular tree are seemingly irresistible to this bird during the winter months.

I checked a number of the spots favoured in previous years without success and decided to try a few trees that I'd noticed were still heavily laden close to a couple of car dealerships. Immediately on exiting my car I could hear the the characteristic sibilant trilling. I'd managed to park right underneath a flock of 6, after a few 'record shots' I settled down to watch their movements and plan my strategy. Over several hours I enjoyed their erratic departures and arrivals. Their 'modus operandi' is to feed greedily on berries for a few minutes before beating a retreat to a higher tree to digest, preen and watch for potential predators.

The berries attracted a wide clientelle, including those inveterrate berry defenders Mistle Thushes, unusually these bushes seemed to be used by a group of non-territorial 1st Winter Mistle Thushes, as well as Blackbirds, Song Thushes, Redwings and Starlings

One thing's for sure, even in the industrialised heart of a large town, where there's food, there are wild animals ready to exploit it.
 
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Saturday, 20 November 2010 15:23

A New Dawn, A New Day

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A pale patch of sky to the east is the prelude to the stirrings of diurnal life as a new dawn approaches. I walk out along Hale Head in preparation for a day's surveying. The crunching of my footsteps on the gravel track seems amplified in the stillness of the chilly air. There's enough light now to see my own condensed breath. Seemingly within moments the lights on the south bank of the Mersey, which moments earlier had seemed so luminous, are already losing their battle against the march of the day. A small bank of cloud begins to glow, under-lit by the, as yet unseen, sun.

I quicken my pace as I realise that this is shaping up to be a memorable moment. I reach my first count point east of the lighthouse. Ghostly shapes, scattered out across the mudflats, are already beginning to materialise out of the darkness, but it's still to early to begin the count so I turn back toward the orange glow rapidly building from the east. Time to get out my camera. I check my watch, two minute to the start of the count. The sky is awash with pinks, oranges and burning yellows as the up-lit clouds take on the full 3D effect.

As I take each picture I let the images sear across my retinas wanting to remember this moment. This was the beginning of the next chapter of my life. It was a new dawn, a new day and I was feeling good!

 
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Sunday, 31 October 2010 21:35

Celebrate Good Times, C'mon!


A week or so ago I had the good fortune to be attending the Count ME In Celebration event taking place at the Boat Museum in Ellesmere Port. The occasion marked the closing of the, two year, Count Me In project. This programme of events has given so many people so much fun and enjoyment and a real opportunity for cross-generational interaction with the natural environment. The event included awards to our youngest participants as champions of the Count Me In ethos.

The project was funded through Heritage Lottery Fund and Esmée Fairburn Foundation and was spearheaded by Chester Zoo and RECORD. The project co-ordinator Karen Lawson did a fabulous job in encouraging so many new people to participate in their natural world. The activities were well attended and benefited from some truly superb leaders, who were both brimful of enthusiasm and an abundance of knowledge which they were more than happy to use to inspire future biological recorders.

As so often happens with these inspiring projects the money eventually runs out. So what next? I guess the answer lies with the people it was designed to encourage. So I'm posting a poem here by one of the regular participants, Sue Pinnington, whose words eloquently sum up just what Count Me In was all about and just what future potential funders for should be mindful off when the next funding bid is made.

From Small Beginnings
by Sue Pinnington

It said in the paper ‘Zoo visit for free’
To count the wild birds
I thought ‘That’s for me!!’

We turned up in time for the very first session
To witness Jeff Clarke’s famous Robin impression

Steve recorded the species,
in all forty-four
we had such a great time that we left wanting more

So a few weeks later we did ‘Down to Earth’
Digging up worms and sniffing the earth!

Spring brought us sunshine,
no sign of rain
when gathering Ragworts or Bluebells from Spain

We scanned the canalbanks
for Alien breeds
Not little green men
But Giant Hogweeds!

We battered the trees and broke open logs,
Marched across fields and plodded through bogs.
Nothing was safe from our nets and our traps
As we I.D-ed the ladybirds, fungi and bats

‘Darwin Day’ saw us in Chester with placards
By the end of that day we were all really knack-ared

Since then we’ve progressed
To a scope and a lens
And through all this study
We’ve made such good friends

So it would be so nice to say
‘see you next year’
And not say ‘Good-bye’ with a hug and a tear

So a heartfelt plea
Some funding to win
For another two years and ,please
COUNT ME IN!!!
Reproduced here by kind permission.
 
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Thursday, 14 October 2010 13:03

Mammals of Kindrogan

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I spent an enjoyable few days at FSC Kindrogan in Scotland teaching an enthusiastic group of people about Small Mammals, including live trapping and handling techniques. The range of people on the course was wide, encompassing trained ecologists and bat workers, to a father and son team there for the simple and rewarding pleasure of getting close to nature and learning new skills. I have to say they were a lovely bunch of people and very easy to work with.

In total we found evidence of 22 different mammal species during the course and actually had visual sightings of 16  different species. The main thrust of the course was to get people used to setting live traps successfully and learning how to safely handle the small mammals we captured. On our second full day of trapping we captured six different species, Wood Mouse, Bank Vole, Short-tailed Field Vole, Common Shrew, Pygmy Shrew and Water Shrew. The latter animal was typically feisty. We released it on the banks of the River Ardle and were treated to a superb display of the animals aquatic capabilities as it zoomed around like a clockwork toy, one moment at the surface the next rummaging through the underwater stones in search of a tasty morsel.

Two late evening stake-outs for Pine Marten and Wildcat drew a blank and even finding additional evidence of presence was hard to comeby with just two Pine Marten scats found during the course. The Red Deer were easier to see in Glen Lyon; here we watched a dominant stag psyche out some would-be Monarchs of the Glen. Fallow and Roe Deer were also closely watched during the course. The antics of the local Red squirrels were, as usual, a delight, though I never found time to photograph them.

I brought my moth trap along and it proved a draw for the local bats. We even diverted some to catch flicked up casters, an idea inspired by our youngest participant. Simeon captured some of the calls of the bats and through his bat call software we could see the calls of both Common and Soprano Pipistrelles, which confirmed our identifications using the detectors.

A walk to picture postcard Cateran Lochan produced some interesting fungi en-route and a very fishy Otter spraint near the lochan shore. We found badger snuffles but no sett in the woods on our return. The participants on the course all vastly improved their handling technique during the long weekend, especially after overcoming their initial nerves. I'm sure many of them will go on to use their newly acquired skills to demonstrate the wonderful world of small mammals to young and old alike, for many years to come.

Finally I'd like to thank the staff at FSC Kindrogan for being so helpful and flexible when we constantly requested changes to meal times to accomodate our late evening and early morning mammal searches. Lovely people, wonderful place, I thoroughly recommend it!

 
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Wednesday, 29 September 2010 18:32

Body Snatcher

 

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Earlier today I joined a select group of folk on an Fungal forage at Runcorn Hill LNR. The event was organised through the Artery of Life project under the sterling leadership of Anthony Brandreth. Anthony had recruited the services of the charismatic Fungal Punk Dave to guide us through the labyrinthine world of the mycologist. In the past I've led a number of these types of event, though I've never claimed any degree of real knowledge. A fact highlighted today by discovering that most of the scientific names I'd previously learned are now defunct and worse, what was once a single species has now been divided into four, or more, species. This happened not once but several times. The instability of taxonomy can often leave you slack jawed and glassy eyed at the confundity of it all. Or perhaps that's just my normal demeanor.

We spent the first twenty minutes of the walk under a single Common Beech tree finding a number of interesting specimens though the Parrot Waxcaps and the Deceiver were the only species I could get beyond family level. We then headed towards the woods, passing the previously featured Common Earthstars en route. Around most birch trees, that archetypal mushroom the Fly Agaric could be found in abundance. I never tire of encountering these brazen show-offs, their inseparable relationship with Birch trees makes them a sure fire bet on most autumn fungal hunts.

Dave's wicked sense of humour and easy going approach enriched an already fascinating walk. I love learning new things and seeing nature at it's weird best. We explored an area of burnt gorse to search for and successfully find, an insignificant looking little fungus which only grows on burnt gorse, it goes by the eye-watering name of Cramp Balls. Goodness knows how long its spores need to hang around waiting for some juvenile pyromaniac to pass its way. Though thinking about it Runcorn Hill is probably a hotbed of such activity.

Half way round the walk Dave indicated he had discovered something a little bit out of the ordinary. Nestled in the grassy slope there appeared to be an out of season crocus preparing to burst into flower, but the bulb that this thing grew from was animal not vegetable, This fruiting fungal body concealed a dark secret under the turf. The mummified form of a caterpillar provided the nutrition required to propagate this body snatcher par excellence the Scarlet Caterpillar Fungus. A wandering caterpillar brushes against the spore laden vegetation. From that moment it is a 'dead caterpillar walking'. In time its corpse is consumed by the fungus and the tell tale apprearance of the fruiting bodies marks its grave. it's like something from a science fiction movie, the truth is that science fact can be even more extraordinary!

I recommend a walk with Fungal Punk Dave, you learn a lot and laugh even more! To see the full species list on Dave's webpages click here.
 
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