By popular request - Raptors!
And, boy were there plenty of them ...
During the 3 days we were in Tarifa we made plentiful visits to the various raptor watchpoints in the area, some packed with other birders, others quieter. On the 15th and 16th there was a huge number of birds in the sky, streaming over the Straits. No rarities but plenty of variety - we took in Black Kites, Black Storks, Egyptian Vultures, Griffons Vultures, Honey Buzzards, Short-toed Eagles, Booted Eagles, Sparrowhawks, a single Peregrine and a Hobby.
This trip was a repeat of the one I made 2 years ago that got me into birding. That time, the raptors were over my head in more ways than one. Having never really looked at birds at all, I listened to the leaders describing the differences between the soaring specks they were looking at and thought 'Yeah, right'. This year, it all made sense. By the end of the trip I was even getting 90% reliable in calling them. And I loved it - trying to get to know Honey Buzzards on the basis of seeing 2 in the UK is pretty hard - doing it by watching 50 of them fly one by one, slowly and closely, over your head is a much better bargain. Of course, I'll forget everything I learnt within a fortnight but at the moment I am shit-hot on raptors. |=)|
Raptor of the trip, though, was not a migrant. We made 2 trips to La Janda in search of Black-Winged Kite - on the first trip we dipped, despite it being seen not long before we got to its favourite irrigation boom. On the second trip we headed for the flock of distant Lesser Kestrels and within minutes the leader had picked up a grey blob on the boom. Was it? Yes, it was. Lovely views, perched and then flying. And then after 10 minutes it was joined by a second one.
An atmospheric early morning trip to Bologna to watch the Griffons launch themselves off the rock, relived one of the moments that so inspired me last time. You knew it wasn't a subtle Little Brown Job that got me into this, didn't you? Nothing short of a cartoon character hunched on a rock soaring off on huge wings, craning its evil scavenging neck, could have penetrated my early resistance.
The raptor pack was completed by the Harriers at La Janda - Marsh and Montys. Again, the sheer number of Montys equalled what I'd see over here in 5 years probably. So, I also came home feeling that I know these a little better.
That enough raptors for you, Dave?