Right. After our visit to IBRCE we had to take it easy for a while because the afternoon heat was just stupid, but early evening we were out and about again heading for Canada Park. To stop there we had to navigate the nightmare of Israeli parking restrictions, which in towns are signalled by different colour paving stones. As you can imagine, all the locals understand these but your hire car doesn't come with a field guide to the kerb stones of Eilat!! Its difficult not to suspect this has been done deliberately to place foreigners at a disadvantage, which is stupid if you want repeat business in a place dependent on tourism for its economy but understandable in the context of a fairly arrogant nation. Anyway by a lucky chance I'd browsed the internet before travelling out, and picked up the necessary information quite by accident: so we got parked without risking a fine.
We were a little impatient for dusk, as we had come here after Scops Owls, of which two species had recently been calling from the park: but dusk refused to come, so we wandered around to see what else was on offer. Sparrows, assorted: many House and some Spanish. A Hoopoe feeding on the lawns when not being disturbed by a positive pack of mismatched hounds being walked with no consideration for other park users. And a Ficedula flycatcher of the female persuasion. This took a lot of sorting out but we eventually concluded it was a Collared Flycatcher.
Three Tree Pipits seemed more out of place than anything else present, but proved quite amenable when the blasted dogs weren't flushing them into the trees.
Suddenly we were joined by the Chuckle Brothers! Full of doom as ever they dissed our chances of any owl action, but then gave us two bits of invaluable help, guiding us to a pizza kiosk round the corner and mentioning that on previous evening visits they'd seen numbers of Egyptian Fruit Bats feeding on flowers in various trees. We looked round. Various trees were still laden with flowers. Excellent.
The pizza kiosk was top notch, supplying big, hot pizzas with plenty of topping and even managing to produce a quarter of one (yes, that's right, three-quarters one type and a quarter the other) that suited Maz's difficult limitations. Very tasty, albeit we had to eat in the park with one party member constantly shooing greedy dogs away. While we were waiting we found a big Orthopteran on the pavement, maybe a locust.
As we ate it got fairly dark and almost immediately we began to see big bats hurtling about between the trees. They were no respecters of personal space but always just missed us! A quick search found the tree they were feeding in but the wind had got up hugely and the whole thing was lashing about like crazy. We found a bat that was completely casual about being torch lit, but had to wait for pauses in the gale to get any photos. It was worth the effort though - or maybe I'd better let the reader judge....
All in all it had been a good day. Our last day in Eilat. Tomorrow, into the Negev.
John