Geordie Dave
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A rather frustrating last week with birding opportunities having to be fired in between showers, heavy and sometimes torrential rain and storms. It was so bad earlier in the week I had to take Wor Lass shopping at The Fan Centre, something I’ve managed to avoid this last 6 years. The last couple of days have been much better, brightened by Kevin H arriving for a few days, Mike S arrived today and with Peter S resident here 4 of the Old Gits get to go birding tomorrow. More of that later hopefully. I’ve made several visits to Can Cuarassa and the Llenaire back roads and managed a single roller at each plus another in Gotmar on Wednesday. I’ve had Scops owl calling in Gotmar several times. At Albufera yesterday water levels were too high for small waders but we were treated to close ups of Squacco heron and the ever obliging male little bittern in its favoured spot by the canal. We heard great reed warbler singing and finally caught up with a nightingale. This morning we spent a fabulous couple of hours walking the lanes around Maria de la Salut, but not before a coffee shop at the sports centre. The skies were full with a collection of red kites, booted eagles, marsh harriers and kestrels. We managed to find one make lesser kestrel. A small falcon attracted our interest and we instinctively knew what it wasn’t but couldn’t positively ID it and decide what it actually was; torn between hobby and who knows what!! We moved on to the plains at Villafranca finding thekla lark, short toed lark and dozens of corn buntings. A quail sang right in front of us, as close as 10 yards away and we listened for 20 minutes or more but never managed to see it. A few yellow wagtails showed really well and there were several kestrels around. The star of the show then appeared and we watched a grey falcon with a red rump hunting very low over the ground then climbing slightly and catching insects in its feet before feeding itself in flight; a stunning male red footed falcon! It stayed close by, always on the move and proving difficult to photograph. In all we enjoyed its company for 15-20 minutes before it moved away still hunting. I’ve said it many times before but you’re only ever 1 bird away from a special day out and this was it. Our final stop was at the horse paddocks by the Son Bosc where we caught up with a single bee eater but heard others calling in flight. It was now time to retire to the bar for a well earned pint. What a day.
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