August has so far been an excellent month for all things fluttery in the garden. It’s been warm and mostly sunny. We have had the odd spectacular thunderstorm but not the flooding experienced in other parts of the Country. The last two days have been very windy, but this has not stopped the little winged ones. The buddleias are living up to their common name ‘butterfly bush’. At times dozens of Red Admirals, Painted Ladies and Peacocks have been feasting on the light purple sprays with their heady scent. These are joined by various species of white and brown.
And now the dragonflies are appearing. Hyperactive Migrant Hawkers zipping around, slower, larger and more colourful Southern Hawkers, even a Brown Hawker but with none of the drama of my last post. Now they just seem satisfied to hunt tiny flies, not each other. The seasons are slowly starting to change. The fruits of the hawthorn hedge are turning red and the elderberries a deep glossy black, a sure sign summer is on the wane.
Mid-week I took a drive a few miles east around the coast to Winterton. In autumn this is an excellent site for finding migrant birds but I went to look for butterflies and odonata. This is an area of outstanding natural beauty and managed by Natural England. The beach is wide and sandy and is backed by an extensive area of sand dunes that stretch for several miles. At this time of the year the inland section is covered in beautiful flowering heather. There are also a few little groups of stunted oak trees. It was among the heather and along the sandy paths that I searched for the Grayling (Hipparchia semele). These butterflies are the masters of disguise. You see one in flight, it lands and almost instantly folds it’s forewing into the hindwing. It turns to angle itself into the sun so as not to cast a shadow and disappears, only to fly up when you step too close.
About a mile west of the village, nestled in the dunes, are two ponds known as the ‘toad pools’. The toads in question are the rare and protected Natterjacks, none around today. There was a lot of damselfly activity but since I last visited a few years ago someone has kindly erected a fence. No one about so let’s get closer. The damsels were Emeralds (Lestes sponsa). In the past the very rare Southern Emerald has bred here but I found none today. Two large and impressive Emperors patrolled the pools and dozens of tiny darters, Common and Ruddy, went about the business of creating a new generation. A lovely morning out.
Friday afternoon was quite pleasant despite a fresh northerly straight off the sea. Thought it would be nice to have a wander around Upton Fen looking for dragonflies. One area was particularly good, an area of cut reed on the edge of the woodland, nicely sheltered. A newly emerged Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta), wings soft and shiny, struggled into flight. Seconds later it’s brief life was snuffed out as a patrolling Brown Hawker (Aeshna grandis) took advantage of an easy meal.
All this happened right at our feet! Mrs H was not overly impressed, I was ecstatic. The image above has created quite a stir on a dragonfly facebook group, not something that is often witnessed let alone photographed. The Brown Hawker is a big dragon it’s body 3 inches (75mm) long, the Migrant Hawker is 2.5 inches (63mm). The brown didn’t eat all the migrant it was soon airborne catching more ‘normal’ prey. I think it was just taking advantage of something weaker.
Can not hide the fact I was disappointed to return from Cumbria without having seen the two dragonflies I had targeted. I should not be greedy, after all I have seen and photographed five new species this year. Yet I am greedy! A plan was hatched sometime ago where John from Hertfordshire would take me to a special site to see a special dragonfly (or two!). The site is called the ‘Canvey Ditch’ so let me set the scene.
Canvey Island is in south Essex. It is in the Thames estuary east of London and is not noted for being a beauty spot. On the north side of the busy A130 that leads to the town centre is a cattle field, not very wide, that is split down the middle by a very narrow ditch at the most only a few feet across. For the most part of it’s 1.5 miles the ditch is dry or at least muddy and has an abundance of reed and true bullrush growing from it. The banks were dotted by hawthorn bushes.
We met mid-morning in the leisure centre car park and the temperatures were already in the mid 80’s and the sky cloudless. Only a few minutes after entering the field and saying hello to the resident cattle I spotted our target a Southern Migrant Hawker dragonfly (Aeshna affinis) and then a mating pair. This beautiful dragon was a very rare visitor to our shores. Then in 2010 there was a small influx to south east England. In later years it was found to have bred successfully in a few areas like the Canvey ditch.
The males held territory along the ditch, each had a stretch of about ten yards between bushes. When they met on their boundaries a quick tussle ensued. They were searching for newly hatched females. The day was very hot and the dragonflies were not going to settle so I had to resort to trying for in-flight images as they hovered for a few seconds whilst on patrol.
Also in this area resides a very rare damselfly the Southern Emerald (Lestes barbarus). Carefully I checked the rushes. There were dozens of Scarce Emeralds, a species I saw for the first time on the pingo trail ( see post ‘A day with the damsels’). Then by chance I spotted one without any blue, a couple of quick shots for conformation, this was a Southern Emerald. First recorded in 2002 it is limited to only a couple of sites in the country.
A very successful day. The field also held a good number of butterflies including Marbled Whites which we do not have in Norfolk. The only downside to the day (apart from the travelling on over congested roads) was I forgot to check my camera batteries after the drag racing, yes they went/were flat!
Every year Santa Pod Raceway holds a special event to celebrate all things nostalgia about drag racing. It’s been several years since we last went but the line up was so good this year it was a must see even though it was only a day after our return from the Lake District!
True to form it was raining when we arrived but it soon passed. While waiting for the track to dry we checked out the Rod & Custom show, took a stroll through the pits to admire all the classic machines and chat to the owners and browse the trade stands selling retro ’50’s clothing and souvenirs whilst ‘proper’ Rock ‘n’ Roll music played over the tannoys.
The racing was fantastic. Ok so there are no 3 second 300mph monsters in fact the quickest time was 6.3 seconds and few cars made 200mph but it was the spirit and willingness to win and put on a show that made this special. We headed for home with the smell of nitro and burning rubber in our nostrils and big smiles on our faces. So many images to choose from I didn’t know which to pick, there are a few more on the HOME page https://blhphotoblog.wordpress.com/portfolio/drag-racing-2019/
For the third year now we have had a few days away in the Lake District. This is in the county of Cumbria, north west England. We decided to set off a day earlier than planned to take advantage of some decent weather. Turned out to be a good move as mid week it was murky and damp but brightened up on the last day. It would have been nice to have had more sun as we have yet to see the mountain views without a covering of cloud!
The first day we stayed in south east Cumbria and took a short hike up to Hutton Roof Crags. This is a fascinating geological area known as a limestone pavement. Here the rocks are 300 metres thick and 350 million years old. Over the years people have been removing these rocks for building, mill stones or garden features and only about 8sq miles (20sq km) remain in the UK. Now the pavements are fully protected by law. Many rare and interesting plants grow in the cracks and I saw several different butterflies and my first Chimney Sweeper moth (Odezia atrata).
Day two was a search for butterflies and dragonflies. Started at Arnside Knott the 500ft limestone hill in south Cumbria. This year the butterfly activity was quite low and slightly disappointing. We then went over the Kent Estuary to Foulshaw Moss, a raised peat bog, for dragons but the cloud was building and not much was seen except the distant nesting Ospreys.
Tuesday and our daughter the ‘Lemming’ joined us from Manchester by train for the day. She has now finished uni and will shortly be going to live in Berlin. So we had a bit of a ride around in the damp. Started at Bowness on the eastern shore of Windermere. This is the largest lake in England, 11.23 miles (18km) long, 0.93 miles (1.49km) wide and at it’s deepest 219ft (66.7m).
Decided against a boat trip and instead visited the ‘World of Beatrix Potter’ attraction. I used to love reading the stories to my daughter and the models and sets here were superb. Those of you not familiar with Beatrix Potter must really check out her work.
Wednesday and we drove the narrow, windy road up the west side of Coniston Water. High above the village of Coniston at the northern end, on a narrower and windier road, is the popular beauty spot of Tarn Hows. A tarn is a small mountain lake. Tarn Hows used to be three smaller lakes but was dammed to create one large one. This was done in the 1800’s by the rich landowner. Now it is looked after by the National Trust and is a lovely walk of about two miles around. Sadly the views were lost in the cloud.
Last day and Tina wanted to see Levens Hall and gardens where her friend works. Not the usual stately pile, it had some very interesting displays. The gardens were outstanding with ancient topiary and a beautiful selection of plants.
As the sun broke through I managed one last butterfly trip to nearby Latterbarrow which despite being a riot of wild flowers was pretty short on butterflies.
Friday promised to be a good day inland away from the cool on-shore breeze. A bit of a dilemma what to do. There was a hot rod drag race on an airfield in south Norfolk which sounded fun or we could go and look for dragonflies at a new site. In the end the latter option appealed more so we headed to the Brecks and Thompson Common the start of ‘The Great Eastern Pingo Trail’. “What on earth is a pingo?” I hear you say. Without being too scientific a pingo was formed in the last ice age. It is a mound in the permafrost which creates a pond. These ponds are important habitats so there is plenty of conservation work carried out to stop them disappearing.
Thompson Common is a really beautiful place. A walk through woodland, in the cool shade, led to open flower filled areas favoured by several species of butterfly. The pingos varied from being in deep shady woodland looking like primeval swamp to open marshy dips to the large meadow pool with reeds, lilies and lots of open water. It was here I searched for the Scarce Emerald (Lestes dryas) a rare damselfly in the UK. There were hundreds of damsels around the pool, lots of Emeralds (Lestes sponsa) which was confusing, my field guide said these should appear later in July. I found my target but the differences between the two are quite slight.
The emerald family are also known as spreadwings. Unlike other damselflies which hold their wings along their backs the emeralds often have theirs in this semi open position. The pingo trail is eight miles in total. We walked a couple before returning to the car to find a pub lunch. After lunch and a refreshing pint at the Chequers we drove through Thompson village down a narrow and rough track to Thompson Water, a large man made lake at the western end of the trail.
As we approached the lake the whole area was covered with countless thousands of Common Blue and Azure Damselflies which rose up like a little blue cloud as you carefully walked among them. What I had come to see would be found on the water. These were the Red-eyed and Small Red-eyed Damselflies. Two species that look very alike, these sit on floating aquatic plants. Tina was in her element as my ‘spotter’ and was pointing them out to me. Trouble was they were several feet from the bank. I tried my zoom lens but the results were not sharp enough so I switched to the macro and hung out as far as I could, with my camera at arms length to get close, thankfully some shots were spot on!
A great day out and four new species of odonata photographed. Next week we are off to the Lake District for a holiday so if the weather behaves I hope to see some more, fingers crossed.
I had hoped to get out and about looking for new dragonflies this summer and for that matter there were plans to track down a couple of butterflies as well. As happens other things crop up or the weather decides to go awol. A couple of Sundays ago (father’s day) we visited the RSPB reserve at Strumpshaw Fen, in the river Yare valley, a few miles east of Norwich. I used to come here a lot in years past but it has become very popular. I’m not over keen on crowds when trying to photograph wildlife and here the big attraction is the Swallowtail butterflies that visit an artificial flowerbed by the visitors centre. No chance today far too windy, anyway I prefer my local spot where there are more butterflies than people!
No, my target was to try and see the Scarce Chaser dragonfly. Not that uncommon in parts of England but lives up to it’s name here in Norfolk. As it was so windy I decided we should walk the woodland trail which has a nice dyke running alongside. Several areas were sunlit and lots of various damselflies were in the throes of making the next generation, dragonfly porn as Tina calls it! Also we saw some Banded Demoiselles, large, blue and with a slow butterfly like flight. Without any trouble I spotted a female Scarce Chaser which kept returning to the same bent reed and wasn’t bothered in the least as I clicked away.
Also in the same area were two newly emerged chasers. No males seen, they were possibly patrolling open water elsewhere.
This last Sunday A Broadland village had an open garden event. It was a really good day out, even a classic car show to keep me amused! Mrs H said to take the camera along as there maybe the odd dragonfly about, and there was, several. The one that caught my eye was an Emperor which was patrolling a boat mooring staithe. I tried to get an image and eventually managed one not too bad (for a flight shot).
Whilst in one of the gardens I was sitting by an ornamental pond watching the damselflies having fun (no I’m not a pervert) when I thought this water lily would make a nice shot. Many of you have got the art of floral photography down to a tee so don’t snigger at my effort, please.
I have been a huge fan of Drag Racing ever since my first visit to Santa Pod when I was 7-years-old. I love all Motor Sport but Drag Racing is still the one that gets me jumping around enthusiastically. Despite America having the larger NHRA Championships, which I also continuously follow, I have always preferred European and British Drag Racing. This is mainly because I have grown up with it - the first official FIA European Championships were held in 1996 and I haven't missed a big event at Santa Pod since 1997. When an event is on I get to the track, plonk myself down somewhere along the spectator banking and would very happily sit without moving for the entire weekend watching the racing.