Psilos Bird Journal
Tuesday March 4th 2008
     
"A sunny passion"
 
Whooper swans
Today is one of those rare sunny, early spring mornings and I am back on Curlew Lane near Martinmere. Previously I have found large flocks of Whooper swans feeding in the fields near the road and today I am in luck once again. This time they are feeding in the nearest field very close to the road. It is at this point that I realise my camera is still in its bag in the boot of my car and if I get out to retrieve it my shoot will be over before it has begun.
     

     
Ok then no problem is too great it cant be solved. Thinking quickly I do the most spectacular three point turn and retreat back up the road. Around the next bend I stop, retrieve and set up my camera, then turn round and head back up the lane once more. Pulling off the road and keeping out of the way of traffic is easy here and I just hope that pointing my camera in the swans direction doesnt make them too edgy.


 
I listen to their calls listening for any signs of anxiety, uneasy that I am close by but there is non. Their calls are soft and muted. A single whoop call to carry their bond echoes around the field and they continue to feed. I have to say that whilst the scene is beautiful it is not that good photographically. I am shooting too high and too close and the sun is shining directly towards me. It is lovely to be sitting in the sheltered warmth of the sun but there is little activity going on and I am doing the scene no justice at all.

A pair of Whoopers fly in and that is it. No more flight activity. All is quiet. Ideally I would love to wait to photograph them all taking off back to the mere but how long would I have to wait with no guarantee at all of results. Half an hour is long enough. I take my leave and head for the mere.

Teal
After feeling the warmth of the sun I am startled by the strength and cold of the wind that is once again whistling through the main hide overlooking the mere. I am also amazed at the high number of Whooper swans that are feeding out on the mere. There are also quite high numbers of Teal, Wigeon, Pintail, Pochard, Cormorant and Ruff nearby. The Teal and Pintails were busy feeding in the puddles that have collected up on the bank. In the light their reflections can clearly be seen.
Male Tufted duck
There are also more Tufted ducks around than normal. A real nightmare to photograph in this bright light.
Tufted duck
 
Suddenly there is activity and all the ducks fly up at the back of the mere. Dozens of Pintail, Teal and Wigeon all mixing together. I watch them undecided exactly where to point my lens. Birds are flying everywhere coming ever closer to the hide. I will have to react quickly or the moment will be gone. In the end such is my indecision that I miss just about everything but a few Pintail.
 
Pintails
 
Feeling pretty disgusting with myself for having lost the opportunity of some good shots I leave the mere in search of easier targets.