This blog is about my birding exploits, which mainly take place in the Weymouth/Portland area, in Dorset. Will also include stuff from elsewhere, plus some other critters too. Hope you enjoy. All photographs are © Brett Spencer, unless indicated otherwise. The above image is of a Siberian Rubythroat, taken in Holland in 2016.

Saturday, 6 April 2013

Stone Curlew Influx

Unprecedented locally, 5 Stone Curlews were found together in fields that border The Fleet between Butterstreet and Moonfleet. Great find Dave and thanks for the call.

All 5 are viewable in this image.

2 with a Red-legged Partridge.

The distance and haze made getting a decent image impossible.

3 in flight.

Stunning birds in flight.

Later on a look around Moonfleet hotel and it's filter bed produced a number of Chiffchaffs and Blackcaps.

Chiffchaff. If you can read the ring, it would be interesting to know when and where it was ringed.


On the way back to the car, myself and quite a number of other observers of the Stone Curlews were subjected to a tirade of abuse by a horse rider. Thing was, none of us had done any wrong. We were viewing the birds from the coast path, yet this woman, yes woman was intent on telling us to F off and called us all C U next tuesdays and quite weirdly, also called us perverts. The latter I take major offence to. Not only that, not only was she not in control of herself, but also more seriously, wasn't properly in control of her horse. This, of course, could have caused serious injury, or even death to herself or the people around her. Like a coward, she stayed on her horse. Had she got off her horse, she would never have spoken to me in that manner again. In fact, she may not have been able to speak again. Enough said me thinks.


Bomber said...

C U next tuesdays. Took me a second to work that one out! Hormonal women are more dangerous than Tigers. Lights blue touch paper and retires.......

Anonymous said...

Well I had a good 'perv' at the stone curlews today (perhaps we should call it perving instead of birding, in honour of this wonderful woman?)

I was amused to see the sign about keeping "still and silent" while the horses pass. That really did make me laugh. Presumably the crowds should've done the same yesterday at Aintree, lest all the horses go running off in different directions scattering their jockeys all over the place? I think not.

What this sign effectively means is "This is private land, but we're really pissed off at having a footpath running through it, so if you would kindly arrest your movement then we would be much obliged".