Better finish off this one before I start the 2009 thread I suppose.
25 December after dark took my new spotlight that Santa brought outside, to show the family how far away I could illuminate houses, and promptly lit up a local Red Fox trotting through the estate looking for turkey carcasses! A good omen.....
27 December. First day of the holiday I could actually get out, so Clare and I followed up the daily reports of Stoats and Weasels at Durlston Country park. It turned out only the warden sees the Stoat - generally at about 0730 before it is light - we arrived at 0830!
C'est la guerre. The morning at Durlston yielded a Dartford, some Stonechats and not much else. For the afternoon we transferred to Shipstal Point, Arne, after enjoying a Marsh Tit in the Arne RSPB car park. The Sikas were one hundred per cent fabulous, settled, placid and allowing very close approach (the notices about the rut and aggressive animals notwithstanding. Please be careful and approach only via climbable trees.) The sun was behind us and the light perfect: it took me a long time to edit about 200 images down to 20-odd!
It was one of those opportunities that is difficult to tear yourself away from but eventually we managed. Sika raised my non-intended Mammal Year List to 49. Well......
28 December. Train to London with Marion, for the same reason, presumably, as Dick Whittington's cat, who clearly didn't care about the gold-paved streets.
We followed up the hot tip I got before Christmas that Liverpool Street is now the place for House Mice. Actually I had a flicker of a sighting at Waterloo (Northern Line, Northbound, North end of platform) before we got there. On arrival at Liverpool Street Central Line, Eastbound, we lingered and had a clear view of a House Mouse sitting on a rail. Unfortunately it ran out of sight before I could get my camera working, so we transferred straight to the Westbound (West end) where we saw about three or four including two feeding voraciously from a dropped McDonald's bag. I managed four frames of these by missing the first train that came in and then we legged it.
I have previously been spoken to by security just because I missed four trains on the trot in order to photograph mice, so some advice for potential viewers. Don't hang about on any given platform. Don't get your camera out until you are sure of a shot, and leave immediately after using it. Sitting on the train just after this, we saw lots of tourists taking pictures of each other (look Martha, this is us on the London Underground) and the driver/guard announced that flash photography anywhere on an Underground platform is strictly forbidden. Ooops!
50 Mammals for 2008 (32 photographed, four ticks). Happy New Year everybody!
John