Awoke yesterday to a sharp frost, everything was white and a thin layer of ice covered the pond. As a lover of butterflies, dragonflies and warm sunny days the winter months can be a depressing time. What for me is cold (around 0c) is to others in chillier climes almost tropical! It’s all subjective. Stuck out in the North Sea on the east coast of the UK we don’t get the hard winters others experience. On occasion we get a blast all the way from Siberia but mostly it’s dull, gloomy, leaden skies with various amounts of mist, drizzle or proper rain. So if the sun threatens to put in an appearance grab the camera and make the most of it.
That is what happened yesterday. Mrs H suggested a trip out looking for birds and trying out the new lens. Did I really hear that? Needing no further persuasion it was hat, coat, gloves, camera gear let’s go! We went 20 miles west around the coast to the shingle ridge at Salthouse. From the beach road two vegetated areas are worth a look. To the west the ‘Little Eye’ and east the much larger ‘Gramborough Hill’ and that is where we went.
I was hoping that there may be Snow Buntings near the hill, this is an area they have visited for many years. It was not to be but a small ‘charm’ of Goldfinches flitted through and frustrated my attempts to get a decent shot in the failing light by keeping low and not hanging around. Two other birds were noted and by their behaviour I could tell they were a pair of Stonechats (Saxicola torquata).
Today we should be on a plane jetting off to Berlin to spend the week with our daughter. Sadly it’s not to be as the German government banned entry to us Brits four days ago in a bid to control this new covid variant, well good luck with that. Wherever you are around the world and whatever your beliefs (or not) take care, be safe and if you are with your families, cherish the moment. Have a good one. B
It’s been a while. Rubbish weather and more house renovations have kept me indoors in a gloomy mood. Those of you who can remember when I retired last year may recall I was contemplating purchasing a new super-zoom lens. Due to various factors it never came to be until…… A couple of weeks back I noticed the camera centre had lowered the price of my weapon of choice (always kept a regular eye on their site) by £50. The time was right and my new baby was brought home, a Sigma 150-600mm Contemporary. All that was now needed was a decent break in the weather so I could go and play, er, I mean test the lens.
Today, wall to wall sunshine, light breeze and temperatures touching 12c, that will do nicely! One hour later and I was at Titchwell RSPB on the Nth Norfolk coast. Here is a small gallery of my favourite shots, a veritable wader fest!
So was the lens worth waiting for? For my first efforts I am delighted. This may be the smallest and lightest of the ‘super-zooms’ but it still weighs in at over 4lbs (2 kilo) so I used a monopod for support. The 600mm reach added to my crop sensor Nikon gives a length of 900mm (compered to full frame or old slr equivalents) so any slight movement will really ruin a shot. With this in mind the optical stabilizer is not as good as my other lenses, not bad just not great, so fast shutter speeds are a must. Focus was quick and spot on, I varied the f.stops to try and find a ‘sweet spot’ f11 was, to my eyes, the better. I hope these shots show as good when uploaded here as they do on my pc, and yes they have been cropped, the lens might be a big boy but wild birds don’t like you getting too close!
Been a bit lazy posting anything on my blog this past month. Truth is, this, the last drag race of the season, was the last time I have gotten my camera out! Yep, it’s sitting there in it’s bag besides my armchair crying out to see the light of day. It’s all down to motivation and inspiration, at the moment something I am completely lacking.
The National Finals, after a misty start, was held in lovely warm, sunny weather. With several titles still up for grabs action was going to be intense. The other competitors were not coming along just to make up numbers, no they wanted to win the races and maybe cause an upset and in a few classes that’s what happened. With these shots I wanted to get something a little bit different, maybe the angle, maybe the light.
And here endeth a very short, pandemic wrecked, season. As I made my way home on the two hour drive I couldn’t but help feeling slightly sad and empty. Summer’s over, just the cold and wet to look forward to.
The drag racing season is rapidly drawing to a close. For the second year running everything was so badly affected by the pandemic it’s a miracle that Santa Pod Raceway has managed to survive. This year everything up to June was cancelled, then meetings were held with strict controls in place limiting numbers attending. Most events that have taken place have suffered with bad weather at some point, it’s enough to make you weep!
Saturday the 18th promised to be warm, sunny and windless so I booked a last minute ticket on-line and headed out west to watch qualifying for the 33rd annual Hot Rod Drags. Four race classes were in action, the Outlaw Anglias, Wild Bunch, Gasser Circus and Supercharged Outlaws all with a high number of entrants. In between qualifying rounds there was a ‘run what you brung’ a mix of race cars and road cars, old school hot rods and customs, the only stipulation being they had to be pre-1973.
Had a great day out including witnessing Europe’s first 6 second run by an Outlaw Anglia as Jedd Guy finally broke the record in the ‘Shorty’s Fabrication Shop’ car with a 6.97sec @193mph, at the other end of the scale Chris Simcock in his original 1950’s Ford Pop managed a 28.01sec @45mph! It was that kind of day.
After nearly two years we have finally made a return to the German capital Berlin to see our daughter the ‘Lemming’ along with partner Rob and their beautiful little rescue dog ‘Chilli’. The pandemic and ‘Brexit’ has made travelling difficult. No longer can you just buy a ticket and jump on a plane, so many forms to fill out and tests to take. Never mind, we made it.
Here are a few shots from the same area, the Oberbaumbrucke. Built in 1896 to replace the wooden original. The bridge spans the River Spree linking the once separate districts of Friedrichshain, which was in the post-war East Berlin, and Kreuzberg in the west. It was reconstructed in 1994 after suffering a lot of demolition in the ‘iron curtain’ days. The top deck carries the U-Bahn (subway).
It’s been a few weeks since I have subjected you, my dear readers, to a dragonfly post. It’s not that I have been ignoring these gorgeous aerial assassins, oh no far from it. I have been clicking away and recording my sightings so that on a wet, windy, Friday I can overload your senses with their varied beauty. Today is that wet, windy, Friday.
And to hold your attention and stop you dozing off, at the end of the post is something a little bit special. No cheating and skipping through the images so you can get on and do your daily chores, I may be asking questions so pay attention at the back!
Right we are nearly at the end so here is the first surprise. Yesterday (5th) I was pond watching when a damselfly landed on a lily pad. First glance and I thought it was a Blue-tailed. Second glance and it was not right as the blue was at the very tip of the abdomen and the eyes seemed reddish in colour. Quickly grabbed the camera and confirmation, a Small Red-eyed Damselfly (Erythromma viridulum). This damsel first colonised the UK in 1999 and have spread to many areas. I remember seeing some of the first and it was quite exciting for dragonfly watchers. They are not that common and I would never have expected one in the garden. This is the 13th species I have recorded at our pond in the year we have lived here.
So we come to the end of the post and the BIG surprise. I know, the photo isn’t great lots of vegetation in the way but this is a bit special. A couple of days ago I was wandering around Winterton Dunes watching the dragonflies in a feeding frenzy and one caught my eye. I couldn’t place it but as it sped around I kept seeing a bright blue band and my mind went into overdrive. It had to be one of two species, both rare vagrants from Southern Europe. Then, by sheer luck, it settled for just a few seconds right close by just enough time for two shots. There we have it a Lesser Emperor (Anax parthenope). Only first recorded in the UK in 1996, it has bred but is still a very rare beast. Even better. I returned the next morning and it was still there in the same area only now there was two! This time there was no photo opportunities but you should have seen the size of my smile!
It’s that time of the year when the UK’s most sought after butterfly is out and about. The Purple Emperor (Apatura iris) is not that rare but due to its habits and habitat not that easy see. The Emperor otherwise known as HIM (His Imperial Majesty) or Iris dwells in woodland. Not that unusual for a butterfly, however they spend most of their lives in the canopy. Unlike other species Iris does not nectar on flowers, no it prefers delicacies such as dead animals or poo! This is the second largest of our butterflies and the beautiful colour of the male is only seen when the light catches it just right, it’s called refraction.
On the 17th I headed out on a six hour round trip to their stronghold the legendary Fermyn Woods part of the ancient Rockingham Forest in Northamptonshire. It was hot, very hot, high 20’s C. Arrived early at 8am and spent the next four hours wandering the rides. I had ten sightings but few came to ground and if they did it was only for seconds. I found one feeding on moss and eased it onto my finger where it licked the sweat for several minutes.
Sadly I got no images of the open wings though to be fair I have had many in past years. One species that was quite noticeable was the tiny Purple Hairstreak (Favonius quercus). This butterfly lives almost it’s entire life in the tops of Oak trees and feeds on the honeydew produced by aphids. On Saturday many were at low level and some came and searched for minerals on the paths.
Today (19th) I again went in search of Emperors. This time it was local just 20 miles to Foxley Wood. For the past two years Iris has been reported, would I be lucky? You bet! Just a few yards along the main ride and I had my first sighting as one cruised around a big Oak. Further on and two more were searching Sallows for newly emerged females (the caterpillars eat Sallow leaves and pupates on the tree). As the temperatures rose to mid 20’s I saw a few more and then bingo! One came down on the ground to gather minerals. For several minutes it paraded around flashing off it’s regal sheen. This butterfly was last recorded in Norfolk in 1961. Then around five years ago a few sightings were reported a few miles away from Foxley. Now they are back and breeding and I no longer need to travel half way across the Country!
At last a chance to get over to Santa Pod Raceway the home of European drag racing since 1966. Built on what was the former USAAF base, home of the 92nd bomb group, the track has improved immensely but still retains the charm. To re-live the ‘old days’ for the last ten years the Pod has held a meeting called ‘Dragstalgia’ where the vehicles racing are either originals from the time or modern reproductions.
Why ‘ish’? Well due to this pandemic things are not yet back to normal. The tickets had to be booked in advance as the crowd capacity is very restricted. Sadly as things stand we can no longer be treated to seeing competitors from across Europe who would have made the event even more memorable. Enough waffle, let me show you a variety of the classic machines that gave us a great day out. I guess this post will not be eveybody’s thing but hey I have been spoiling you with the wildlife and there is a clue in the blogs name!
Cannonball.The fastest cars on show. Nitromethane or methanol, three rounds of racing over two days the two cars with the lowest combined times contest the final.
Supercharged Outlaws A real mixture of dragsters, altereds even street legal cars. They must run quicker than 9.90 seconds over the quarter mile.
The Wild Bunch Again dragsters, altereds and funny cars. These are a real taste of the early days. They race on a handicap basis so the slower vehicle has a head start.
Outlaw Anglia Ford Pop, Anglia, Prefect or Fordson vans fitted with big v8 powerplants.
Nostalgia Super Stock Pre 1980 American v8s raced on a handicap (what we call dial in). There were 45 entries!
Willys Wars 1933 to 42 Willys coupes, sedans or pickups race for fun and ‘bragging rights’.
Gasser Circus Nose high throwbacks to a popular class in ’60s America. They run on ordinary pump fuel.
Old School Stockers Classic Pro Stock bikes of the ’70’s based on wickedly fast Japanese machines of the time.
NSABike Shootout Famous bikes brought out to play! Not quite as quick as they once were but a joy to see.
Well I have certainly had a few of these in June. Having managed to photograph three new species of dragon/damselflies so far I was greedy for more. For my next target I had to visit a site forty miles away. I’d had one trip with no luck but was only wearing my hiking boots. This fen was very wet so I returned with my wellies (rubber boots), now I could really get amongst it!
And there we have it, the Small Red Damselfly, I hope you are impressed. Put into context this is probably East Anglia’s rarest odonata. It only occurs at the one site, the nearest colonies are in the most south, south/west counties or west Wales! In these areas it is at it’s most northern range in Europe. The Small Red is typically found in acidic pools on heath and bog, hence the need for the rubber boots!
I carefully and slowly squelched my way through the bog keeping my eyes peeled for any movement, the smell not the most pleasant. In recent years these damselflies have been in very low numbers and fears are that the colony may die out. Suddenly a weak fluttering ahead, careful approach, not this time, it was a Large Red one of our commonest damsels. Then another, a quick record shot, zoom in on the back of camera and YES! Red legs, all red body this was my target. It moved around low in the luxuriant plant growth, teasing me, and then it alighted on a lone reed stem as if to say “I give up, go on take your photos and leave me alone”. And that’s what I did and I couldn’t ask for a nicer set of shots. In all I found at least four Small Reds including a female. Another red-letter day.
Keeping to the red theme. Butterflies have been very thin on the ground recently. The changeable weather has not helped but when the sun has shone good numbers of Red Admirals (Vanessa atalanta) have been in the garden and their flower of choice? Red Valerian (Centranthus ruber).
The start of June was glorious, now? not so much. I mentioned in my last posting that we had been out and about making the most of the summer sun so today I thought I’d share a few images (not a dragonfly in sight, I promise 😥, but maybe a butterfly 🙂)
Speaking of great artists I mentioned last time visiting ‘Constable Country’. The Constable being John (1776-1837) and the Country is the River Stour on the Suffolk/Essex border. It was here that JC painted his greatest landscapes such as ‘The Hay wain’. It was our first visit to the area and, well it’s ok but the paintings are better. Times change and I prefer the more romanticised view of the past to the reality of the modern scene, cafe/visitor centre/activity centre/paddle boarders/etc.
I have spent a few mornings visiting Hickling Broad. As well as the usual suspects I have been keeping my eyes open for a very special wasp. Regarded as extinct in Britain the Fen Mason Wasp (Odynerus Simillimus) was re-discovered here in 1986. These very small wasps nest by burrowing in the ground and forming a ‘chimney’ style entrance. I was delighted to find some on my last visit.
Of course no visit to Hickling would be complete without a shot or two of our Broadland beauty the Swallowtail butterfly (Papilio machaon ssp britannicus). Thing is they have been few and far between due to the cold spring. However the day I saw the wasp six were on the wing.