Leaving the usual tales of foreign parts as the Sunday cameos, for a while at least, we will turn our attentions to the sometimes frustrating and often fulfilling practice of
TWITCHING!
In a nutshell this is an extension of the usually, sedate and gentle
pastime of Bird Watching that sends the protagonists far and wide across the
country (and sometimes the World) in pursuit of a particular but ‘rare’
species which often turns their personalities inside out. The term is coined from the condition you find yourself in after receiving
information of a particular 'rare species' at a particular location, getting all keyed up
and anxious as to whether it will still be there on arrival or not, to miss such a bird is referes to as 'dipping'! This series contains a sprinkling of 'borrowed' images, We will start with the
longest distance ‘twitch’ ever made personally in the UK that of a 'First for Great Britain'
first found on Seil Island, Argyll, Scotland which on that day 03/01/2002 had taken up residence at the Stevenston Golf Course in the same county. A total distance of 776 mile by taxi, train, tube, flight and hire car all, with the exception of the later, unwitinly covered by my employer Stena Drilling as crew changing to the Hunter Drilling Rig the following day. Alone on the course it did take some finding, but found it was, and only a quirk of fate sent me via the Montrose Basin Nature Reserve on the rturn to Aberdeen to find this sub-rarity
feeding on a seal carcass on the shore line, which still remains the only Gull in the World that we have not yet photographed.
Some years earlier, 11/03/1989, a
had been found in a private garden in Cornwall with a quartet of us, including Paul (Bomber) Harris, scurrying at high speed to the location but causing some gentle conjecture. We both saw the bird immediately, a miracle in itself, but later realising we were viewing a mirror image of it via the house window. This caused some debate later as to wheather we would have added it to the list had this been the only view - still undecided even though irrelivent we saw it well, in the flesh, later!
More mild ribbing in 2012 the year I turned my dear friends P and T, of Emsworth Hants, on to Birdwatching but insisting that I was not a 'TWITCHER' as sometimes looked upon as derogatory, but again 'hoist by my own petard' when veiwing the
at Calshot, Hampshire on 11/01/2012. It was afew days later that this
Joining the throng surrounding a local football pitch, where it had last been seen the previous day, our resolve started waining about an hour later so headed off into the housing estate where the trees and bushes were ladened with berries of all flavours. Within 15 minutes we had relocated it with me suggesting racing off to inform the others. Hugo's slant on that was to enjoy our fill before informing the hordes - Good Plan! That venture had been undertaken on the 07/02/1990 and by the 03/06 of the same year we were at it again but in the opposite direction and in hopes of a totally different species. The 110 miles drive to Bideford, Devon was a short one compared with most and where we boarded the MS Oldenburg to take the short 23 miles sea passage to the Isle of Lundy where there was no difficulty in locating our quarry among the scree as a number of observers already had the
firmly in their optics.
It was in fact just 5,701 days the11/01/2006 before we took the sedate and relatively short drive to the shores of Dawlish Warren to add a
to our GB List.
in Manchester (20/03/1994) along with a totally underwhelming
a 7 hours drive each way to Cresswell, Morpeth, Northumberland (24/02/1989) both roundly outshone by what still remains the most rewarding twitch ever, that to a more than overcowded
A Yank, not only a First for Great Britain but also the Western Palearctic!
was again a result of a homeward-bound crew change, this time from the Oil Production Platform Buchan Alpha, a car hire for the short drive to the Moray Firth where a fellow Rig Rat was found with the bird in his 'scope - how's that for Good Luck?
