Author: The Hairy Birder

A Quick Update

To keep the blog going as we start to get into the autumn migration period proper, I thought I would provide a quick update of the ringing session that I had at the Nature Park on Monday morning. In terms of operating mist nets, the weather couldn…

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Treecreeper Number Two

Yesterday, Alice, John and I had a ringing session at the Nature Park, and we managed to ring just the second ever Treecreeper for the site. Treecreepers are scarce on the Fleetwood peninsula, and to put this in perspective, we have ringed more Kingfis…

Ringing and Mothing

On Saturday morning Alice and I had a ringing session at the Nature Park. We aimed to get a session in before the forecast hot weather arrived from Sunday through to Tuesday. It was actually cooler than forecast for Saturday morning, and it was overcas…

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Surveys – Four Different Kinds

In just about as many days, I have completed four different survey, or monitoring, types. A couple were for paid employment, and the other two, I like to class as voluntary work, but all were immensely enjoyable!  Survey number one, was my la…

Bits And Bobs

Last week found me at two of my breeding bird survey sites, the penultimate visit for the first site, and the final visit for the second. My first visit (Wednesday) was local, and I have blogged about it many times, and is in the main a large bloc…

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Solstice Greetings

Solstice Greetings to you all! I would like to say that the picture below of the sunrise was taken this morning, but it wasn’t, it was taken a couple of days after the Solstice last year. I would have liked to have been out to enjoy the sunrise this mo…

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What About the Marsh Tits?

I completely forgot to mention the Marsh Tits from the weekend before last, when we were checking our Pied Flycatcher boxes. We had driven down and parked by the River Hodder, and I was just unloading my ladder to head off into the woodland, when I hea…