I spent this morning at sites around the edges of the Albufera.
First stop, the bus garage at the start of the road to Son Bosc, where for the first time I connected with tree sparrows at this site. In the end I had a minimum of four birds - mainly on the perimeter fences. A brief stop at the electricity sub-station on the way down produced two bee eaters on a distant fence and a stone curlew (with others heard calling). The gates to the first pool at the Depuradora were open, so I snuck in for a quick look at the water. A crèche of shelduck ducklings totalled nearly 40 birds, there were three broods of pochard, and of course it was little grebe central! The platform was very disappointing, adding nothing to the day’s total - although there were several red-eared sliders hauled out on the concrete edges.
Next stop was S’Amarador. The platform here was very productive, with at least three purple herons flying around, lots of singing great Reed warblers (and I managed to get one in the ‘scope!), and a male little bittern which flew across the pool and into the reeds. Looking in the direction of the old power station I could see some open water. The ‘scope showed nine flamingoes and at least six glossy ibises. Dragonflies near the platform included lesser emperor, Norfolk hawker and black-tailed skimmer.
I went round to Sa Font, and at the sluice dragonfly action was in full swing. There were at least three emperors, two Norfolk hawkers, a single male keeled skimmer, four or five scarlet dragonflies and a few small red-eyed damselflies. I walked round to the orchard in search of waxbills but had no luck, but there were three singing serins,nightingales, fan-tailed warblers and a stone curlew.
For my last stop I parked by the platform at Es Forcadet and walked down to the Cami des Polls. Dragonfly action continued with many of the species already seen, plus a violet dropwing, my first red-veined darter of the trip (a female), and several goblet-marked damselflies. I disturbed two squacco herons along the channel edge, but one obligingly landed and lingered for a few seconds before flying off. Back at the platform I noted a great crested grebe on its nest, another squacco flying over and two Eleanora’s falcons dashing around above the reedbed.
Stew