Day 11, Marine reptile day.
Ecotourism was the justification for a particularly early start on our last full day in Oman, with a pre-dawn start for a guided viewing of the turtle beach at Raz Al Jinz. We saw two adult females Green Turtles and a scatter of the plucky youngsters. Natural history TV convention dictates that the latter should run the gauntlet of marauding frigate birds on their short journey to the sea. No such luck while we were there, though as soon as it was light enough to see, it was apparent that numbers of Sooty Gulls were hanging around just off the beach, presumably in the hope of a reptilian breakfast.
On route back after our reptile-free breakfast we stopped to check-out a couple of rather greyish looking pipits and were diverted, in quick succession, by a Red-tailed Wheatear, then a female Ménétries Warbler, then a Desert Warbler. After these distractions, we never actually nailed the pipits, though they were probably just Tawnys.
Having checked all of the local sites, and seen all we hoped to see in the area, our activity for the rest of the day came under the general heading of ‘relaxed poking-about’. It being a Saturday, the beaches were busier than they had been previously, and our seawatching attracted the attentions of some local lads. In many places this could have been a vaguely threatening situation, but this being Oman, despite our lack of a common language it was clear that they were entirely friendly in their intentions and simply curious about what we were doing. To try and explain what were up to, we showed them our scopes and Alick talked them through a few of his photos. Apparently satisfied, they wandered away again. Half an hour or so later, I saw them coming back, this time clutching a bottle that, on first glance, appeared to contain some yellowish liquid. I was initially concerned, anticipating that we might be expected to share this brew as a gesture of friendship, never mind the bacterial (if not alcoholic) implications. And how wrong was that assumption – the bottle contained a rather unhappy seasnake which they had presumably bought along because they (rightly) thought that we’d be interested to see it! We never did find out how the snake ended-up in the bottle!
Below:
Mum (and pre-dawn Sooty Gulls)
Scenery with reptile
Would you buy a used camera from this man? Mollymawk and would-be seawatchers
A toxic brew.