Christmas arrived a early - at 10:36 today to be precise, when (all together and to to the tune of "the Twelve Days of Christmas") . . .
The week before Christmas Geoff Carey Whatsapped me:
"A Little Curlew by the first tee".
This was agonising as I can see the golf course from my office, but had meetings all the way up until lunchtime and no prospect of getting away. The best I could do was to drag my birding kit to my pre-lunch meeting to enable a swift escape the minute it ended. Meeting concluded I zipped off to the golf course and found the bird straight away, and pretty much where Geoff had left it, wandering around close to the clubhouse between the fairway of the first hole and the ninth green.
It performed superbly, coming in to within 20 metres as it probed its way across the short turf, studiously ignoring golfers, lawn-mowing machines and the constant background of aircraft noise. This was unusual, as normally they are pretty flighty and rarely allow close approach.
For it even be here at all was a miracle in itself. Little Curlew is a passage bird in spring (regular in very small numbers) and autumn (rare), with no previous records between the end of October and mid April. The airport is a good site for this species, and Geoff had gripped me with another on the airfield on 29th October that I couldn't get to.
I was able to get a few shots, but thankfully two of the quality photographers, John and Martin, showed up with the heavy artillery and I look forward to seeing some top class shots. The problem was that I would have been forced to increase the boundary of the patch in order to count it - something I was reluctant to do. My solution was to go back to the terminal and scour the golf course from the walkway on the far side from where the bird was showing. Thankfully this worked out well, as after a short while the Little Curlew (111) emerged and showed well enough for me to nail a couple of shots at extreme zoom. Whether the bird is identifiable in these pix is highly debatable, but there is no question that it was indeed the same bird and anyway . . . my patch, my rules!
Other birds seen today included a tight flock of 100-odd Silky Starlings (a high count) feeding on the turf near Terminal One, a male philippensis Blue Rock Thrush on the golf course, plus the same rather large male Japanese Thrush and three or four Grey-backed Thrushes on the Eastern Tangle, along with a Dusky Warbler and the Eastern Buzzard, now into the third day of its stay, flew right over my head.
If all that were not enough the wind and rain of the last two days had washed away all the pollution so the whole of Hong Kong was bathed in glorious, if rather chilly, sunshine.
Geoff also had a lugens White Wagtail and a Plain Prinia. The latter is one I still need for the patch list, but after nailing such a monster bird I figured, in contravention of my birding motto* . . . meh.
Cheers
Mike
* = Always be greedy