October 2021 pt ii
/In the final week of October I managed to sneak away to Yorkshire for almost a week to visit the family. A hoped for rare bird fest was not on the cards due to the constant stiff southerly breeze which lasted the whole time I was there, without even a break. Nevertheless I knew there was something to go for as I made my way down the M62 in the hire car. I pulled into the car park at Blacktoft around lunchtime, a site I had not visited for years and years. (Maybe the last time I was there was when the warden kicked me out when I had sneaked on to see a Broad-billed Sandpiper before the reserve had opened for the day!).
As I paid, they pointed out the direction to walk and I made my way down the path. I could hear geese approaching and was overjoyed to see a large flock of Pink-footed Geese fly overhead - I had not seen a big goose flock for quite a while. On the way out I also saw some of these feeding in a potato field by the roadside.
Of course the target in question was not the geese but a rare wader which had been present at the reserve for quite a while and I was quite surprised it was still present. At the furthest east hide there were a few birders looking out and they directed me to where the WHITE-TAILED PLOVER was resting with a small flock of waders. I had the obligatory momentary panic when I couldn’t see it as it was huddled up pretending to be an oversized Dunlin. This was a new species for my British List, although I saw at least one in Israel back in the day. Still a really rare bird in Britain with just a handful of records, only two of these recently, in 2007 and 2010. This bird had arrived on 26th August so this was its two-month anniversary. It was a murky day on the Humber and so it was difficult to take good photos. Something quickly spooked the birds and they were suddenly off, the WTP disappearing to the west before I’d hardly had a look.
Of course, it hadn’t gone far and so I investigated the other hides, seeing bits and bobs along the way. I was actually surprised how few birds there were on the lagoons to say this was a premier bird reserve! Eventually, in the last hide I checked, I saw that there were quite a few birders in, and the bird was probably here. After clattering in like a loud idiot, they silently pointed out of the flaps as the plover was right in front of us! I managed to stop being clumsy and had superb, extended views of the bird - and the sun even came out for a short period. I could not have asked for any better views of such a rare bird.
The other main birds of interest on the lagoons were some Black-tailed Godwits and a double-figure flock of Spotted Redshanks - I don’t think I have ever seen so many of these at once before.
Even though the winds were not ideal, I did spend a morning checking the headland at Flamborough but it was very quiet in the strongish southerlies. Migrant-wise it was mainly the common winter migrants seen like Redwings, a few Skylarks and finches and such like. There was a few Goldcrests and a Chiffchaff also and a few seabirds off the cliffs, including my first Red-throated Divers for ages. The most exciting thing was a Jay which seemed to have just arrived off the sea, flying straight up from the bay below Bay Brambles, over my head and inland.
Other than that, it was just the common birds around Driffield seen. A Coal Tit showing well in my parents’ estate was a highlight (I don’t see many!). Also notable was lots of sightings of Pink-footed Geese all over the place around the area flying to and fro feeding and roosting areas. They must be really increasing in Yorkshire. The weather driving back to Manchester was astoundingly awful and the M60 was an absolute pain. But I made it to the airport in time, just to see that my flight was delayed - the last one out of the airport - and arrived back home at about 1:00 am ready to be back at work the next morning. Isn’t travel fabulous.