25 June 2009

Spoonbills and Barnies on the move

Reports of colour-ringed brids are always nice to receive, as they almost all have really nice histories attached to them. Just this week we've been following some commuting Spoonbills and a Barnacle Goose.

One of these four Spoonbills at Caerlaverock was ringed in The Netherlands in June 2006 and has been previously seen wintering in Spain. Two Spoonbills currently hanging out at Cley Marshes NWT reserve in Norfolk also have colour rings, also originally ringed in The Netherlands. One was ringed in June 2006 and has spent its winters in Cadiz, Spain (as the Caerlaverock bird had), and the other was ringed in June 2007 and has been seen rather more frequently! Click the pins on the map to view the sighting dates around the country for this bird.

View Spoonbill in a larger map

We also heard of Barnacle Goose Red BP, which was a feral bird ringed in July 2005 in Bedfordshire. It has since been seen in Swindon, Oxfordshire, Gloucestershire, Staffordshire (9 May 2009), Cheshire (16 May), South Yorkshire (17 June, pictured below) and now Rutland Water, Leicestershire (from 18 June).

Many different species will be ringed, so do keep an ewye out for them. One photo we couldn't resist using is this one taken by Phil Kenyon of two birds from a local Dipper project.

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  1. Sunday seemed unusual, with David getting out of bed for the second day on the trot, and with Margaret having turned down an offer to
    gambol bare footed through the river meadows alongside Diggle Brook chasing Lapwing chicks it was up to Jake and I to keep the flag flying. I bet Kate Humble never stays at home donkey-stoning the step and black leading the grate when there are birds to be had. Jake and I arrived at Hayfield Church for early communion with a brood of Dippers only to find that my wellies were still in Nev’s car, and the Apprentice howled as I rolled up my bell bottomed and started to wade across theSett towards the culvert. Mind you if he wanted to ring the pulli he had to follow and that’s when he remembered that his wellies leaked! The nest, which I had never seen before was in a hole in the roof about the same diameter as my forearm so it required a bit of gentle handling so as not to end up like a monkey grasping a nut in a milk bottle. After removing three, week old pulli and replacing them after ringing my arm looked as though it had done a hand jam on the north face of the Eiger.
    Just a day in the life of a Dipper ringer