SEVENTEEN SPRINGS- EPISODE 28- 5TH-12TH APRIL 2014
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Back this year to a slightly nearer airport- East Midlands, but still with Monarch who had flights from a range of places to PMI. The flight was good and a quick transfer saw us back at the Pollensa Park, still overlooking the pool but on the 6th floor this time, and we found out that the hotel was about to change names, as the Cabot group which owned the PP had sold it to the bigger, Spanish, Fergus Group- but the major changes were not yet happening- see episode 30 for them! The owls were calling but invisible that evening.
On the Sunday my now teenage elder son delayed us all in the morning and I missed church- but a potentially bigger problem arose- with the change of owners there was no longer any facility to cash Traveller's Cheques at reception. This could leave me cashless- I had always resisted the possibility of using the local ATMs as I had a fear of losing my card in the hole in the wall and being unable to reclaim it. However, by now the Traveller's Cheque was an endangered species, so I thought I would go to a bank the next day and get my cash from them. With all the panic I only got to the foot of the Boquer, but the Blue Rock Thrush was displaying and a Stone Curlew flew around briefly.
On Monday I went early to the Colonia Bank in Port de Pollenca, but was told that they no longer changed Traveller's Cheques either- so mild panic ensued until the cashier said she knew a shop which might be able to help. Thus after breakfast to a shop with the interesting name of Trip Trap- it was a jeweller's and changed the Cheques with no problem, so I breathed a sigh of relief and got on with the holiday. Our Monday Albufereta visit eventually happened with Great White Egret the biggest attraction apart from the seaplanes scooping up and dropping water on their practice runs in Pollensa Bay, but in the evening a remarkable thing happened- I actually heard and then saw the Scops Owl from the balcony of our room- mainly because the leaves on the trees seemed less advanced than on most years.
Tuesday got off to a good start with a Whinchat in the hotel garden, then after lunch we walked down the Llenaire Road and actually up to the extremely posh 5* Llenaire Hotel, where I saw a Blue Tit, which started a long-running discussion about their distribution and altitude preferences on the island. The hotel may have been posh but the waiter did not get away with charging us for 5 drinks when there were only 4 of us! I walked back round by Cami Volantina, and the Can Cuarassa hides but the birds there were fairly standard.
On the Wednesday my wife was very tired, and so stayed with the boys so they could hire bikes in the afternoon, whilst I was allowed to go to Albufera on the bus. The highlight was a world tick in the form of a Red-throated Pipit at EC2, which I picked up first on hearing the distinctive call, and equally a highlight was a brief meeting with Martin Honey who is so helpful on all things insect as well as birds on this thread. I kept meeting retired Geography teachers on this day,and in the evening I met Professor David Harper, a noted ecologist from Leicester University who was helping run their Easter field course that year.
Thursday was car day, and another Skoda Fabia, but this time grey, and we tested it by going right up to the top of Albercutx, so the boys could climb the tower, and we could see the fabulous views over Formentor. Then we tried out the Victoria area near Alcudia, and the boys enjoyed swimming and rock climbing on the coast.
Friday we went again by popular demand to La Granja- the old manor house NW of Palma, and I went round the nature trails again, and a Red Kite showed well. After depositing the family back at the hotel, I was detailed to go back to Albufereta to look for a sharp knife (very useful for removing orange peel) my wife had mislaid on our Monday visit. Remarkably I managed to find it, and on the way back to the car a Grey Plover flew in and landed on one of the islands in the lake nearest the sea.
Saturday started with a remarkable sound of a Moustached Warbler singing in the hotel garden, but it buried itself deep in the reeds and would not come out in plain view. Our exploration went via Maria de la Salut to Randa again, as my eldest boy, who is on the autistic spectrum at the high achieving end, was very keen to see the radio masts again, and I was outvoted when i suggested Cuber! The last thing I did with the car was to briefly revisit Can Cuarassa, and I was glad I did as a Mallorca tick was forthcoming with 2 Spotless Starlings going in and out of a nest hole in the roof of the Club del Sol........