Saturday December
9th 2006 |
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"Turnstones
and tides" page 2 |
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Now that the Knot, Redshank
and Dunlin had settled on the rocks it was time for the Turnstone to
come down and feed. By this time the sun had gone in and a rain shower
was moving across the bay. A stiff breeze was also blowing making flight
photography that bit more difficult. To get a high enough shutter speed
for the photographs below I had to increase my iso to 400 and open my
aperture to its widest setting to let in as much light as possible. |
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Unlike most waders that do
not feed at high tide they take advantage and will feed on the beach
right by the walkway. They can be seen by the shore line or in patches
of sea weed and flotsom where they forage for crustaceans, insects and
any scraps they can find.Turning over small pebbles to find food you
can really see how they got their name. |
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Turnstones once feeding can
be very tame and approachable. A small group was making its way towards
a large pile of seaweed near to the road and so I laid down and waited
for them to come closer. The birds knew I was there but as they didnt
feel threatened they continued to feed. |
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By now the bad
weather was really rolling in and I was getting cold so decided to call
it a day. Apart from Turnstones there was no chance of getting close
to any other wader. Making my way back to the car I was going to get
one last surprise. A flock of small birds were flitting around on the
boulders. At first I thought they must be sparrows but white outer tail
feathers told me this wasnt the case. A small flock of Reed buntings
were playing and flying down to the shore line to feed. I have often
wondered where reed buntings disappear to but have to admit I had never
thought that I would find them here. A nice ending to a rather mixed
sort of day. |
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