Bird Report 11 – Out and about – or not!

UPDATE: 20:45, same day – The National Trust has issued a new statement just hours after I posted this, no longer allowing access to their land other than the public places they manage.

UPDATE: March 2020. Oh, the irony. I wrote this article for our village newsletter long before the Covid-19 pandemic had arisen. Since then, so much has changed and so many places are shut down. The countryside is still open, of course.

So, if you’re not self-isolating, you’re not in a vulnerable group, and you’re practicing social distancing, there are still plenty of places to visit to see the wildlife. The very wildlife that is entirely unaware of humanity’s woes and may benefit in some way from falling pollution levels through lower numbers of flights and other activities.

Anyway, on with the original newsletter report:

I occasionally mention sightings of interesting bird species from places other than in and around Cottenham itself. It is possible, nay probable, that some readers might not know about other patches they might visit that are just a short hop from the village. Most, I’d admit are not within a short walk, but some are accessible by bicycle and certainly by car. I’ll leave readers to plot their own route and decide on their means of transport if they fancy visiting.

Among the more well-known spots is the National Trust’s Wicken Fen, which is always worth a visit, although it can get busy, which means less chance of seeing birds closeup. They usually have a noticeboard listing sightings, but I think that’s their overall tick-list and chances of seeing a range of species will depend on time of day, time of year, and the weather. There are commonly marsh harriers quartering over the parts farthest from the visitor centre, as well as some hen harriers. But, your mileage will vary.

You will be almost certain to see a buzzard or a kestrel, but they’re quite common over much of our local countryside. In the summer months you might catch sight of a hobby catching and eating dragonflies on the wing. Hobbies are a falcon that resembles the peregrine and the kestrel but sits, in size between the two, it’s a summer visitor. There are lots of Reed Buntings at the Fen and in the summer, you’ll likely see and hear various warblers, including reed warbler, sedge warbler, white throat, and others.

Head out beyond Wicken itself to Adventurer’s Fen and Burwell and Tubney Fens. If you want to see the short-eared owls that have taken to Burwell Fen and mentioned in my previous report, you will probably have to wait until next winter when they come back from their far-north breeding grounds. But, you will see barn owls anywhere around these fens at dusk on a good day. Oh, and on your way back don’t forget Kingfisher Bridge Nature Reserve, which has some interesting species as well as a couple of constructed nesting sites to attract sand martins.

There are plenty of fens around and plenty of lakes, commonly ex-gravel pits that play host to quite a range of species, with the odd rarity turning up every now and then. Check the lakes and land of RSPB Ouse Fen (coming from either the Needingworth or Over entrances) and if you’re keen-eyed you will almost undoubtedly see any of the above depending, again, depending on conditions and time of year. There are often snipe and green sandpipers to be spotted at the Reedbed Trail side of the reserve (Over) and a couple of pockets of bearded reedlings (formerly known as bearded tits). That species is quite shy and does not like the wind much, but if you hear a pinging type call from the reeds watch out for this unique species darting about, the males sporting their black sideburns on a grey face.

Great white egret, little egret, and grey heron frequent this area too and you might hear booming bitterns in the mating season or if you’re lucky spot one taking a short flight between nestling areas of the reedbeds. As mentioned in an earlier report, occasionally cranes will fly high over this, and other reserves, and in the summer months on a hot day replete with lots of dragonflies you might see half a dozen, if not more, hobbies.

On the Needingworth side and other areas waders, gulls, terns (in the summer, including black terns) are all keen on the feeding here. At the time of writing there were numerous smew on one lake as well as a plethora of more common waterfowl such as tufted duck and wigeon. Cormorants are frequent flyers here too and you will often see them on the water’s edge perched and drying off their wet wings in the classic pose of this sooty species.

So, where else might you visit for a bit of bird watching? RSPB Fen Drayton (which we used to known as Swavesey Lakes) has a similar profile to Ouse Fen but often has good-sized starling murmurations on winter dusks. NT Anglesey Abbey and Wimpole Hall are perhaps less for bird watching than tree and flower watching, but there are woodpeckers, treecreepers, hawfinches (sometimes at Wimpole), nuthatches, and the usual range of what we might call “garden birds” to see there, but in a more natural habitat than the garden. Milton Country Park at quiet times is also as good a place as any for a quick avian detour It has plenty of different types of gull and several kingfishers, which you might see darting back and forth across a lake to a central island. Rarities do turn up, such dunlins, goosander, some of the more obscure warblers, and others.

As I’ve hopefully helped you note in previous reports you don’t have to go far from your home in Cottenham to see any of dozens of species of bird. Check the back issues for more info on local warblers, owls, cranes, raptors, garden birds, and more.

Tyne Valley Birding

A bit of social distancing, walking, and birding in the Tyne Valley:

Birds seen during a couple of days of walking up and down each bank of the river:

Blackbird, Bullfinch, Buzzard, Chaffinch, Chiff Chaff (heard), Collared Dove, Cormorant,  Crow (Carrion),  Dove (Stock), Dunnock, Fieldfare, Goldcrest (heard), Goldfinch, Goosander, Gulls – Black headed, Herring, Lesser Black-backed, Heron, Jackdaw, Jay, Kestrel, Kittiwakes, Magpie, Mallard, Oystercatcher, Redwing, Robin, Rook, Swan – Mute and Whooper, Tit – Blue , Coal, Great – Wagtail – Gray and Pied – Wood pigeon, Wren, Yellowhammer.

Final morning along the river in Newcastle itself observing the Kittiwakes that nest and breed on the Tyne Bridge itself, this is essentially an inland colony, and uniquely nesting that fathest inland of any colony of this species anywhere in the world.

Kittiwakes

Female Goosander
Female and Male Goosander
Whooper Swans
Lesser Black-backed Gull
Kestrel
Song Thrush
Wren
Female Bullfinch, should that be Cowfinch?
Male Bullfinch
Grey Wagtail, showing its yellow rump

Sparrow names – Nicknames and slang for House Sparrows

TL:DR – There are lots of regional slang names for the House Sparrow.


Do you have a local word for Passer domesticus, the House Sparrow? Where I grew up in the North East of England we called them Spuggies, I hear from a Shropshire lad that it’s a common nickname for this species in that part of the country too. They’re also sometimes simply called spugs in Northern England. In the South P. domesticus is known as a sparr, sparrer (or Cockney sparrar), spadger (Northern Ireland too), spadgick, and phip or philip. That latter one is intriguing.

In Scotland, they’re often known as a spur or sprig (also Spriggies after a Mr Sprigg, apparently, that sounds unlikely given spriggies sounds like a dialact variation on spuggies). One contact on twitter (hahah!) said that his father who grew up in North Lanarkshire called them speugs, pronounced “spee-ugs”.

It’s very difficult to discern the etymology of these nicknames some sources cite spadger as originating in Leeds in the North rather than the South of England. But just as nicknames for games and people often arise with -er on the end. Bradders, was an occasional nickname for me as a bairn (child). Soccer is short for association football as Rugger is short for Rugby Football. Sparrow perhaps became sparrah, spugger, spuggie…

The same species is often called an English Sparrow in North America where its nicknames are commonly spatzie or spotsie, from the German Spatz. Australians might know the immigrant species as a Spag or Spoggie. And, perhaps less common Sprog or Sproggy and even spridgy or spudgy.

There are others: spyng, spurdie (from The Orkneys), chummy, craff, hoosie, row-dow, thatch sparrow, tile sparrow, and eave sparrow. (Cited here).

In Dutch, the species is known as a mus, or more specifically huismus, but that’s the official common name not a nickname. Spatz in German.

Reader Steve E emailed to tell us that in East London sparrows are often known as squidgers.

I must be going batty

Two Pipistrelle Bats flying around the corner of a pasture field at the edge of Rampton Spinney at lunchtime today. Pipistrelle comes from the Latin word for bat, which is vespertilio, which literally means evening bird (as in “vespers”). We usually two to three Pipistrelles circulating in our back garden on balmy, calm summer evenings. Each bat can eat up to 3000 flying insects every night, including moths…

Not seen a bat flying in broad daylight, except in a church, when it was presumably disturbed from its roost on a day we climbed the bell tower (with permission).

I tried to get a decent photo, but they’re fast-moving creatures and this is the best I could do of either of the pair even when they were flying overhead:

Of course, it’s winter and these two really ought to be tucked up in crevices in old trees, hibernating through the cold period. But, it’s been relatively warm this winter with perhaps only one or two mornings with a frost. Inordinately, warm weather and something that disturbed them may have brought them out of their self-imposed torpor early.

How emerging viruses jump from species to species

David Bradley reporting from the Royal Society, January 2004

The list of emergent viruses continues to grow. In the early 1990s, there was HIV, ebola, lassa, and others, almost all having jumped from their natural host species to humans. More recently, hepatitis C, Sin Nombre, West Nile, and of course SARS emerged. The common factor, said Dr Eddie Holmes of the University of Oxford, is that they use RNA rather than DNA to carry their genetic code.

Holmes believes that the genetics of our immune systems and viral genetics should be an equally important research focus. To infect a new species, an emerging virus has to overcome the new host’s immune system and to replicate in its cells, the success of which depends on both viral and host genetics and other factors.

But, Holmes asked, why do such pathogens emerge and what controls the emergence? Ecological change, as emphasized in Tony McMichael’s talk, is the governing factor – change in human proximity and change in host-species population density. The key to understanding lies in the fact that RNA viruses mutate a million times more rapidly than organisms with DNA. This endows them with great adaptability. On the other hand, a high mutation rate constrains viral evolution by capping the viral genome’s size, which limits adaptability. Higher mutation rates, after all, mean more chance of error in the viral genes. This “error-threshold”, explained Holmes, means that if a virus has to evolve a lot to jump between species then it is more likely to fail. We eat a multitude of plant viruses every day but no one has yet fallen prey to turnip mosaic virus.

The coronaviruses such as SARS, are different. They have a much bigger genome than other RNA viruses, which means that SARS and its relatives should evolve more slowly but their larger genome gives them greater adaptability. A better understanding of the constraints to RNA virus evolution will allow us to make better predictions about the emergence of new viruses and help us find improved therapeutic procedures. Rather than thinking about what RNA viruses can do, we should concentrate on their limitations.

Read on… Influenza and emerging viruses

A skein for a friend – a truly wild goose chase

In Stephen Rutt’s second book, Wintering, we follow him on a journey around the British Isles to find the elusive species and sub-species of what might at first light seem a rather dull and innocuous class of birds, the geese. The geese, you say? As in “what’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander”? What could be more interesting?

Well, hang fire, Rutt’s tale takes back through mediaeval droves to the ancient Greeks and the ancient Egyptians even, by way of the marshlands and reedy wetlands of Suffolk, Northumberland, and the wide rivers of the Scottish borderlands. It also takes us back and forth across oceans to Scandinavia for the geese have been with us a long, long time and are an integral part of British history in ways you cannot imagine, they are in historical festive diet, and embedded in our folklore.

Rutt’s poetic prose tells tale of Beans and Barnacles, of Canada, and Brent and Brant. He talks of Pink-foots of Greylags, and White-fronts. He writes with an empathy and an enthusiasm that has grown in him and grows in us the reader with each waft of the figurative quill. It’s a tale of chasing, of tracking, of falling in love with place and nature. A tale of missed opportunity and the luckiest of finds.

A skein of Pink-footed Geese, over Druridge Bay, Northumberland, England

Owl spotting

Short-eared Owl at Burwell Fen, photographed mid-January

One evening in late November, I was once again, hoping to catch sight of the Starling murmurations that occur over the Broad Lane balancing pond. As mentioned in a previous, issue the local Starlings and their continental counterparts will often roost in the reed bed there, last winter there were literally thousands. At the time of writing, just a few hundred are roosting, but that can change on a wind as arrivals from Europe turn up when the weather changes. Anyway, reader Alison waved as she passed the pond on her dog walk. I later heard that she’d seen a scuffle between a Kestrel and a Barn Owl close to the Fen Bridge. Typical, I thought, for me to miss the avian action.

barn owlBarn Owl over a barn at Rampton

Anyway, there are quite a few barn owls to be seen on the outskirts of the village. These dusk hunters of silent flight will range along the Cottenham Lode (a fenland drain), across rough fields, and alongside roads. Often you will see a ghostly Barn Owl sidle up alongside hoping to home in on voles and other small rodents turfed out of the undergrowth by the rumbling of tires, even on the fresh tarmac of Beach Road.

There are other owls around; while videoing a starling murmuration over Rampton, I could see a Barn Owl in the field, but could hear a little owl in the hedge in which the starlings were hoping to roost. There was little chance that they would settle until the owls had departed, which eventually they did. The whole point of the murmuration, aside from the socialising, is to reduce the risk to the individual bird of being picked off by a bird of prey, such as a peregrine falcon, or perhaps an owl. The Little Owl is not a native species, it was introduced to the British Isles in the nineteenth century.

Rescued Tawny Owl at Fen Edge Festival 2019

Meanwhile, there are places around the village, such as The Green where there are tawny owls to be heard, and if you’re very lucky and keen-eyed, perhaps even seen. Like the Barn Owl the Tawny Owl has very dark eyes, which help it see even in low light, and coupled with its excellent directional hearing make it a mean night hunter. Tawnies pair up from about the age of one year and stick together, monogamously. Famously, their call – the stereotypical “too-wit, woo-ooh” is two birds calling almost in the style of Nelson Eddy and Jeanette MacDonald. The female calls “too-wit” and the male responds by wooing her.

Birders and Short-eared Owl

There are a few Long-eared Owls across East Anglia and the East Midlands although numbers are greater further north. Some readers may have been lucky to catch a glimpse of a vagrant Snowy Owl on the north Norfolk coast at RSPB Snettisham in March 2018. You have a greater chance of seeing the Short-eared Owl, however. This migratory species flies in from Scandinavia, Russia, Iceland, and we are lucky enough to have a patch of land not too far away where they can be seen hunting at dusk. Last winter, half a dozen or so “shorties” were often seen hunting at NT Burwell Fen and Tubney Fen, which are accessible by road from Burwell or on foot or cycling from Wicken Fen.

Long eared Owl
Long-eared Owl at RSPB Saltholme

One of last winter’s shorties suffered a wing injury, and spent the summer on the Fen; it can still fly well, but presumably it felt that a trip back to the Steppes was not on the cards. As I write, this I have visited the fen twice this winter to see the shorties and reckon that there are four or so present. The numbers may have risen by the time you read this in early February. But, if you are reading it later in the year, beyond March, early April, you will have probably missed the chance to see them until next winter. Birding is very much about chance, timing, weather, and plain-old luck.

Long-eared Owl roosting in an owl box in the Cambridgeshire countryside

Short-eared Owls and Burwell Bull

TL:DR – In the late autumn, Short-eared Owls often migrate from regions far to the north and reach sites, such as NT Burwell Fen in Cambridgeshire where they will spend the winter, hunting small mammals in scrubby fenland.


Here’s looking at youA frosty start to the day, clear skies, little wind, would that be perfect weather for hunting Short-eared Owls at NT Burwell Fen, I wondered. Did a few chores, made a coffee, drove the bumpy ride to the reach bridge parking at the back of the fen. Another quick snap of the 2D sculpture there that looks like a rendition of the weirdest “distracted boyfriend” meme ever.

Distracted Boyfriend Meme?

Too early for Shorties at the time I arrived so a short walk along the bank top that parallels Reach Lode. Lots of waterfowl and water birds and the water, as you’d expect (Mallard, Shoveller, Coot, Wigeon, Shelduck, Black-headed Gull, Cormorants, usual feathery fodder). A few large flocks spooked every now and then by a couple Marsh Harriers.

Burwell Bull

A tramp back to the bridge and then a walk across to our usual owl-spotting spot in the middle of the Fen. Hard-standing fossil of an old farm, with a drainage ditch and fencing to hem in the cattle and the Konik ponies, the deer don’t care about fences, of course.

HDR Ducks

Chatted to a couple who put me to shame with their endurance, my having arrived at about 12h15, they’d already been there more than four hours. They’d seen a single Barn Owl but no early morning shorties. The misidentified some Stonechats as Reed Bunts and endless contradicted by spartan field knowledge of the Shorties that spend the winters on this Fen. I told them that they’d be “up” no sooner than about an hour before sunset, they were insistent that people “on Facebook” had photographed them for weeks at all times of day. It wasn’t to be. So, with ever-patient labrador in tow, we all of us ended up snapping the cattle to pass the time.

Burwell Bullock

I also got a bizarre shot of some ghost Mallard where I’d accidentally put my camera into HDR mode, which never works well with moving subjects as the camera is programmed to take three bracketed shots quickly, but not instantaneously. One is exposed for the blacks, one the highlights, and one for the mid-tones. The camera combines all three and discards areas that are over or underexposed to create the high dynamic range of the final photo, usually.

The quality of light was lovely, the only “clouds” in tke sky were the loop-de-loop smoke trails of a wannabe Biggles, the only sound aside from his propellor a distant pheasant shoot I’d passed on the bumpy ride in that was still ongoing. Fowl play, you might say.

No Shorties yet, but lots of cameras on tripods pointed at the scrub expectantly. Word on the Fen was that there were five over-wintering here. We’d seen three, possibly four, on our last visit, but the light had been low and the photo quality similar. Today it would be different, just needed the owls to show.

Fairly sure I was first to spot the first, at 15h08, which true to my prediction was an hour before sunset, give or take ten minutes. So, here it is, first of probably five individual Short-eared Owls that I’d seen on the Fen by the time I left, just after sunset.

Short-eared Owl, NT Burwell Fen

There are five on the Fen, I cannot be sure if I saw all five, maybe just four of them, but definitely four. Two tussled with a Marsh Harrier and I saw a final one as I headed for the Sun.

Sundown over Burwell and Tubney Fen

The sun had almost gone when I looked back over the Fen after a chat with an old birder who didn’t seem to need binoculars nor ‘scope, and definitely didn’t have a camera. The light was fading fast and the resulting photo was at high ISO and so is very noisy, but it’s a record, so there.

Fading light on a final, fifth(?) Shortie
Reach Lode footbridge

 

Snow Buntings at Holkham Beach

Second trip of the year to the North Norfolk coast. A much brisker, sunnier day than our New Year’s Day trip to RSPB Titchwell. Hoped to see Shorelarks, but apparently there are only five around the beach at Holkham at the moment and even the hardiest of birders who spent all day waiting yesterday saw none. We did, however, see 60 or so Snow Buntings, Plectrophenax nivalis.

The Snow Bunting is a relatively chunky bunting and in winter has what can only be described as a snowy kind of winter camouflage plumage. It takes on a sandy/buff appearance with more mottling of the males’ upperparts than its black and white of summer.

The “Snow Bunt” breeds in the Arctic regions from Scandinavia to Alaska, Canada, and Greenland and heads south in winter. They are an Amber species in the UK as they are quite scarce here in terms of breeding. So, very nice to see a relatively large number of 60 or so picking over the scrub on Holkham Beach.

Sighted today: Black-headed Gull, Brent Goose, Common Buzzard, Common Gull, Common Scoter, Cormorant, Grey Heron, Greylag Goose, Herring Gull, Kestrel, Lapwing, Lesser Black-backed Gull, Linnet, Mallard, Meadow Pipit, Oystercatcher, Peregrine, Pied Wagtail, Red Kite, Redshank, Robin, Rock Pipit, Sanderling, Stock Dove, Stonechat, Velvet Scoter, Wigeon, Wood Pigeon, Snow Bunting…

Lots of Common Scoter out at sea. 400 or so in this flock alone
Black-headed Gulls at sunset at Hunstanton
Sanderling feeding on razor clam
Common Gull, Holkham Beach

Norfolk seal deaths

Just before Christmas 2019 there were news reports of two seal pup deaths at a popular tourist site along the Norfolk coast. One pup had been surrounded by visitors to the beach and their presence had so scared the mother that she abandoned the pup. The second death was caused by children chasing a seal pup into the sea. The fur of such young pups is not waterproof and the animal could not swim and drowned.

This is not acceptable. Too many people get too close to the seals, often to get a selfie. They let their dogs and children run amok among the basking animals. I assume that there are moves to make this region a protected zone and perhaps even to close the beaches when there are pups present. I must admit prior to our visit, I had thought that was the case and that the only way to see them was from a dune-top viewing platform rather than walking on the sands.

I hope we were responsible during our visit. We wanted to see them but kept well away. While we were there we saw groups of people walking within a couple of feet of the animals and worse two people with an Alsation attempting to get a selfie on the rocks next to a pup and its mother.

In related news, a total ban on parking on Beach Road, Winterton, came into force on 13th January. Just so you know if you were planning on visiting the seals.