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In search of the Griffon..and a blue thrush

Griffon Vulture - Scott Guiver

Griffon Vultures are quite massive, an adults wingspan can be anywhere between 7.5 and 9 feet (2.3 – 2.8 metres).  I am used to seeing these birds in nature documentaries on the plains of Africa but they are still here in Europe too, and that’s pretty cool. As they cruise the altitudes on impressive wings they seem to be masters of the sky, but life isn’t without it’s dangers being a Griffon, threats from poisoning and from wind turbines ensure that conservation measures are required.

Griffon Vulture - Scott Guiver

As I stepped on to the tarmac at Jerez airport , my skin suddenly wrapped in warmth, I looked up to admire the blue sky and incredibly I saw what I had come here to see. Filled with happiness and excitment I suffered from a rare infusion of over-confidence, I  let myself think that this was going to be easy!

The opportunity to have a little break in Andalusia  to see these gargantuan birds and hopefully photograph them was a very exciting prospect for me. But if there is a difficult path to an otherwise easy to reach destination I know which way I’ll go. There are public feeding stations for the Vultures and there are guidebooks telling you exactly where to find them, but where’s the fun in that!?

Griffon Vulture - Scott Guiver

I had a week to chill out, go birding and explore the beautiful Andalusian countryside and coastline. It was the end of May and the temperature was in the high twenties and low thirties, mosaics of flowers carpeted the meadows and graced the verges, it was a heavenly place to be.

I saw Griffon Vultures gliding on thermals everyday right across the region, every time that I was anywhere near a rocky outcrop I scanned with my binoculars hoping to find a nesting colony. On the penultimate day I started to worry a little bit, I’d seen some amazing birds but I hadn’t found a colony or got the photos of Vultures that I so badly wanted.

Griffon Vulture - Scott Guiver
Spot the Vulture!?

That evening I made my dinner early and scanned the Spanish equivalent of an ordnance survey map looking for the most likely place to find my colony. I decided that the contours near Bolonia looked good..and then I cheated..I googled it just to make sure, the prognosis looked good.

My alarm went at 4am the next morning, breakfast, shower, packed lunch made and out the door into the hire car and onto the deliciously empty motorway. The sunrise creating poetic scenes across the Andalusian countryside, it felt good to be up before the rest of the world.

On arrival at my destination I decided to head straight for the rocky outcrop on the highest peak, about half way up the mountain road I stopped and scanned. A tiny looking (see above photo) but perched Vulture bought some of my earlier confidence back! I kept my fingers crossed and drove the car as high as i could drive it then I got my gear together and started to walk. It was still early morning and thoughts of another bird that had captured my imagination popped into my head. Then right on cue as I answered the call of nature, whilst enjoying an amazing Spanish vista, a song echoed amongst the rocks. I knew what it was so I didn’t waste time doing up my fly and I peered out from behind a rock to see a resplendent Blue Rock Thrush sitting on the wires that went over the mountain and beyond.

Blue Rock Thrush - Scott Guiver

It turned it’s head and spotted a strange my man with his flies open and flew far off to the left, then something caught my eye over to the right, it was another one. Things were starting to get exciting. It was also starting to get quite hot, but there was no time to apply sunscreen or drink water, I wanted to get a shot of a Blue Rock Thrush on a rock! 

Blue Rock Thrush - Scott Guiver

I followed with camera ready as the thrush disappeared behind every available rock. There seemed to be a pattern, it would disappear behind a rock for ages making me believe that it had vanished completely then as soon as I lowered my camera it would perch on top of a rock for about a second then disappear again. I wised up and waited for my one second window of opportunity. With fingers twitching on the manual focus ring, arms attempting to steady with the weight of the lens, the bird perched, I focused and shot. It wasn’t the closest of views but it didn’t matter, I was well happy.

As I turned revelling in my success a bloody great Griffon Vulture soared straight above me, I reached for my camera faster than Billy the kid.

Griffon Vulture - Scott Guiver

It was joined by another..then another..Griffon central! I spent a good couple of hours giving myself neck-ache watching these beautiful and magnificent creatures. It was worth getting up at a ridiculously early hour for an experience that I’ll never forget.

Griffon Vulture - Scott Guiver

The Cadiz region of Andalusia is awesome for birding all year round but is particularly good at migration times in Spring and Autumn.

Accommodation – Villa in La Roche

I stayed here in La Roche near Conil de la Frontera for the duration of my stay. This villa is ideally located near the coast and is within easy reach of all the best birding spots including Doñana and also other areas of interest for tourists and birders alike. Prices are cheaper in Spring and Autumn. It has four bedrooms, spacious kitchen and lounge and of course your very own pool. It’s a great villa for group or family trips. I had it all to myself, it was an absolute luxury!

Links

Birding Cadiz Province

Andalucia Bird Society

Birding in Andalusia

 

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Lekking Ruff

As we drove north through Finland ,at questionable speeds, we agreed that a shouted command of “STOP!” would only be questionable after stopping. It was worth checking everything out.

It was a good plan that bought us better views of Moose, Rough-legged Buzzard, Hawk Owl and Capercaillie to name a few.

Hawk Owl - Scott Guiver
Receiving a seemingly scornful look from a Hawk Owl.

On this occasion, John, the driver of the leg of the journey that took us from the forested landscape of the middle and south of Finland to the alpine tundra looking landscape of the north, made the call. He must have done this silently in his head while his right foot reacted hard with the brake pedal as the rest of us lurched forwards. As the g-force of braking was holding our bodies in situ he managed to turn his head and announce calmly but with raised brow expression that there was a Ruff lek “right next to the bloody road!!”.

Ruff - Scott Guiver

The sharp eye and quick reactions of John afforded us amazing views of this awesome wader. Two exhausted looking males in all their magnificence lunged, jumped and postured in-between micro-naps as distant females looked on.

Ruff - Scott Guiver

As I lay half on the road , half on the side of the road ,sacrificing my legs to any oncoming vehicle , I was totally in awe of the efforts of the dark coloured male to retain his territory. I was so mesmerised by the drama before my eyes that I had to remind myself to photograph what I was watching.

Ruff - Scott Guiver

Every time the darker male decided to have a doze, his lighter maned counterpart strove to take advantage but was held at bay each time by superior jumps and lunges.

Ruff - Scott Guiver

With:

Dr Ian Burfield

John Pilgrim

Kate Spink

Anyone for a Steller’s?

Varangerfjord, Norway - Scott Guiver
An ominous looking view across Varangerfjord in arctic Norway

I probably should have written this post when memories of Fennoscandia weren’t quite so distant. But so it is that May 2015, or more relevantly , that individual days of May 2015 have blurred into one or the other, but what I do remember is that we all really wanted to see Steller’s Eider, badly! Infact, what we really wanted to see were those handsome males, a pretty special sea duck and sadly decreasing in numbers and listed as vulnerable by the IUCN. Alas, we knew that we were relying on a little bit of luck as it was late in the season, with the Steller’s typically spending the winter in our target area of Varanger in northern Norway before heading off to Siberia to breed.

Kittiwakes - Scott Guiver
Kittiwakes in the colony on Ekkeroy

Ekkerøy is a traditional fishing village on the northern shore of the Varangerfjord in Eastern Finnmark, Norway and this was to be our base while in northern Norway. On the map, Ekkerøy looks like a peninsular that is one big wave away from becoming an island.

Fish drying rack, Norway -Scott Guiver
Fish drying rack, Ekkeroy, Norway

For Eider of all sorts we would head for Vadsø and Vadsøya island. Word on the birding grapevine was that this was the place that would give us our best chance for Steller’s. But on arrival and after chatting to several birders it didn’t look good.

We walked to the shore closest to the open water of Varanger fjord, we scanned the water where there were hundreds common Eider, which is not a sight to be sniffed at. Finally when we’d accepted that this wasn’t going to be our crowning moment we noticed that one distant blob of brown Eider seemed to stand  out from the rest. They were notable by their behaviour, actually – formation…a tightly packed group which in every direction they turned they stayed close together , they even dived at the same time. There was a disbelieving spontaneous realisation that we had a group of female and/or immature male Steller’s Eider in our sights, glory, happiness..and hugs!

Steller's Eider - Scott Guiver
A tightly packed raft of Steller’s

Such is human nature we now felt more driven to find at least one resplendent male, they must have been there somewhere, surely.

We went to more sites, we found more brown Steller’s….more than we expected to find I think.

Steller's and Common Eider - Scott Guiver
Spot the odd one out!

Then there it was , on a sunny evening when the sun was to come closest to setting at 2am , the climax,  which for me anyway was felt as more of a relief than any outpouring of joy..well, maybe I did have a smile on my face and a twinkle in my eye for quite some time after. Cheers!

Steller's Eider - Scott Guiver
Male Steller’s Eider, a gem in the arctic

Steller's Eider - Scott Guiver

Trip members:

Scott Guiver

Dr Ian Burfield

John Pilgrim

Kate Spink

 

 

 

Curlew

Curlew - Scott Guiver

The Eurasian Curlew (Numenius arquata) is an emblematic wader with its long legs and long down-curved bill.
The song of the Curlew and the cry of the Curlew calling its own name are charismatic announcements of its presence and are a memorable feature of equally charismatic landscapes of moor, heathland, bog, mudflat and marsh.

Have a listen:

Calls of the Curlew

Have a look:

Wader Quest
British Trust For Ornithology
Birdlife International
RSPB

Halcyon lunch

Kingfisher by Scott Guiver

 

I try and get out for a walk every lunchtime, stretch my legs and let my eyes focus on something further away than my computer monitor. I always go to the same place – the Millennium Green in Halesworth, Suffolk.

 

Kingfisher by Scott Guiver

 

If you go to the same place all the time then you get to know the flora and fauna that lives there day by day and season by season. So after catching several glimpses of a Kingfisher lately, I’ve become aware of it’s favourite fishing perch.

 

Kingfisher by Scott Guiver

 

Today was a hot day, there were dog walkers and families on the green…and there was me , camera in hand, crawling across the grass. As my fellow park goers looked on,  I ignored self-dignity and the fact that I might look a bit dodgy,  I didn’t care, stealth was the only way to get close enough to photograph this beautiful creature.

 

Kingfisher by Scott Guiver

Three little birds….

Chestnut-Billed Toucan
Chestnut-Billed Toucan
Whimbrel
Whimbrel
Bare-throated Tiger Heron
Bare-throated Tiger Heron (they don’t eat Tigers!)

Here are three more avian beauties from my trip to Costa Rica a few years back.

If you love nature (including active volcanoes) Costa Rica is surely a must visit country. It’s an outstandingly beautiful place with an astonishing diversity of organisms in its ecosystems . This is particularly the case for birds , with very close to 900 species on it’s list – amazing considering the small size of the country.