Trip reports

The Marbury Marauders

The Marbury Marauders
Marbury Marauders -Laura Bimson

Sunday, 14 April 2013

The Marbury Marauders set off at 9, braving the wind but thankfully little rain. The drive from Liverpool had been somewhat hairy, with blustery winds, and soil being blown across the road from a recently ploughed field - where was Jenny when she was needed!
En route Chris spotted a Peregrine Falcon battling it out with a couple of Buzzards, so one up to Chris and his happy band of travellers!

We got to the first hide to discover Blue Tits, Great Tits, Mallard, Coot, Mute Swans, one on her nest. Great Crested Grebe doing their beautiful courtship dance, Goldeneye. House Martins were wheeling overhead, they were joined by Sand Martins and a Swallow. Spring appears to have arrived at last!
We then proceeded to the woods. We tried, without success to see a Lesser Spotted Woodpecker, he taunted us with his call but decided not to grace us with his presence. We did see a Great Spotted Woodpecker though, so that was a bonus, well for me! Blackcap and Chiffchaff song filled the air, the latter leading us a merry dance, but we finally located one flitting baout at the top of a tree!
Back on the Lake we saw Tufted Duck, Lesser Black Backed gulls, Cormorant, a Common Gull, and the usual array of Black Headed Gulls who seem to get het up over nothing. A fox was spotted slinking across a field at the back of the Lake. A very graceful Black Swan swam into view, then Shelduck, Gadwall, Shoveler, more Coot, Lapwing and OysterCatcher.
We also saw the specially constructed Sand Martin 'house' across the Lake, they were flitting in and out getting it spruced up for their young. Chris, Hawk Eye himself, then spotted a Green Woodpecker in flight, the majority of us spotted it, although it was a bit like a greenish blob in a tree! Sean spotted a Common Sandpiper which we managed to see through Phil's scope.

After lunch we ventured back to the woods, again trying to see the elusive Lesser Spotted Woodpecker. We dipped, but looking for a 6 inch bird in 1,000 acres of woodland was always going to be an epic find. Never mind, there is another bird watching day tomorrow - or soon - we hope. (Apparently there's one or two hanging about at Moore...)