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Sunday, 11 February 2018

Hawfinch, (Coccothraustes Coccothraustes) I share a moment with these top birds

  The Hawfinch is a large, charismatic, but shy bird. This elusive bird spends much of its time high in the treetops of broad-leafed woodland, avoiding the open ground.

With its large and mighty bill, its large head and neck are adapted to accommodate the muscle that helps generate a staggering 45kg of force. This muscle is used for cracking open Cherry and Olive stones to extract the inner seed, all the more impressive from a bird weighing in at a mere 2oz.

Generally, it is a nonmigratory bird, although Northern birds move South of their breeding range. It is the wintertime that we see them in large flocks foraging on open farmland and perhaps mixed with flocks of mixed passerines, Chaffinches, Bramblings Greenfinches, etc., who have also moved south in search of food.
     
Male Hawfinch

The Male, with its coloured Winter bill, changes to a blue Black colour in Summer.

Female Hawfinch

Here, the Female is duller in colour and has a grey patch on the wing.

Hawfinch close up

In the breeding season, part of the Male mating ritual is to raise its head and chest feathers; the head feathers also rise when alert to disturbance or danger.


Standing tall in the Winter treetop.


A Female looks down on a Blue Tit.


Here, we can see the Iridescent blue flight feathers; once again, he will drop his wings at the breeding time, displaying this beautiful colour to his new partner.


Except for the nesting period, Hawfinches are particularly pugnacious birds. Because their winter feeding takes place on the ground, they also give each other space. While carrying out this study, I observed a small flock of six birds having their feeding station invaded by a flock of eight birds.
What followed was quite incredible. One female bird tried for forty minutes to remove all the newcomers.


Interestingly, bill kissing is part of the mating ritual; it can begin as early as mid-February, so I was initially unsure what was happening here!


It is said that aggressive and defensive posturing is associated with the possession of perching space and food. This is heightened as the days start to lengthen. However close we are to St Valentine's Day, this is combative aggression, not affection!

Hawfinch (coccothraustes Coccothraustes)


The following day, still in the presence of the fourteen Hawfinches, I found "Bruiser" his bill had suffered some damage from the affray!



If a Hawfinch is disturbed, it flies up through the tree, perching high in the tree canopy and descends branch by branch, keeping an eye on the surroundings.


This happens when this Male finds another male bird on its stamping ground.


110 lbs of pressure on that bill.


Inside, the bills are jagged to help hold the fruit stones.


The clash is over quickly.


They just need their own space! To perch and preen.


What a top bird!




Thursday, 7 September 2017

Spains wild Zamora province, the home of "Lobo" the Wolf.

Puebla de Sanabria is a small town in the North Eastern area of Zamora province in Spain; it is also one of Zamora's oldest settlements. 
We had been wolf-watching and enjoying this unpopulated and periodically inhospitable area.

Wolfs in Spain


The town of Puebla de Sanabria.


We had crossed the border between Spain and Portugal. On the other side of the border in Portugal, we discovered the Park Natural de Montesinho region, which is unspoiled at present. 



Last year, we came to see the Lago de Sanabria.



This return trip was to visit the two glacial lakes (Laguna de Los Peces) located high above the Lago de Sanabria.
  Due to the severe weather, We had yet to succeed in reaching their heights on that last trip.


We had good views of both glacial lakes once we reached the summit.
 The Laguna de Los Peces is concealed far up in its isolated mountain locality.
Everywhere, the weather was menacing, snow showers storming across the lakes.



The following morning, the weather had changed dramatically, and we found ourselves headed out across the Fuentes Carrionas y Fuente Cobre Natural Park, engulfed in a snowstorm. Reaching Guardo, we encountered the first snowplows.



We followed a constant snaking mountain pass; jaded, we pulled over for our lunch; far below us, a small herd of Red Deer undisturbed, later watching a pair of Foxes arrive in the corner of the stone-walled pasture; they seemed to be enjoying the weak sunshine.
We had hot soup and bread, warming and energising.
Griffon Vultures cruised the higher slopes in the hope of food.


After lunch, we continued, stopping at the roadside in an attempt to photograph the Rock Buntings bustling in the leafless shrubs.


The tapering road twists and turns towards a higher level, offering a superb mountain perspective.


Once again, it was a voyage of discovery in both Portugal and here, Spain. 


Another fabulous visit!


Happy Days!

Monday, 3 July 2017

Watching Wolves in Spain

The sky had started to turn into a beautiful vermillion glow. It was getting late, and it was time to leave our road and rest for the night.
We were in the North of Castilla y León, very close to our destination; this was where we would start our search for the Iberian Wolf.


Rested and ready, the new day unfolded before us; our lesser-travelled road took us through stunning countryside. We pass underneath massive concrete pillars holding Spain's impressive motorway system high above us (business as usual), but down here, it is like a forgotten World, unchanged with time; people still take the time to see who is passing as they toil in their plots, perhaps they worry about the coming change! Like us passing through!


A stone and slate bridge crosses a meandering river, the water level low for the time of year, and there has been no rain for some time. Interestingly, it's March, and we should have expected colder weather, not the 23 degrees plus; maybe everything is changing; it certainly causes conversations with the local people.


High on our vantage point, we can see for miles! With our telescope, we scan the countryside; others do the same a little further along the track.


Beautiful Dartford Warblers perch in the surrounding trees with their brazen song; they are so untroubled in this environment; other than a few of us hoping to see an Iberian Wolf, there is nothing but peace.


Nuthatches seek insects in a small group of trees, already feeding their first broods.
Spring has come early this year.

To better understand the Iberian wolf, we visited the excellent interpretation centre at Robledo, south of Puebla De Sanabria in Zamora province.






Behind the heather, a Watching Wolf.


What a beautiful creature


Iberian Wolf (Canis lupus signatus)  stands proudly on the hillside.



https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iberian_wolf

Once again, it is time for us to move on. The road from here is the beginning of our journey home. What will tomorrow's travel bring?

Wednesday, 28 June 2017

The wild Arribes del Duero in Portugal and Spain

We had driven north from Vila Velha de Ródão with its towering cliffs known as the Portas do Ródão, where we had spent the night. The following morning, we drove to Castelo Branco and once again crossed the border into Spain, the sky blue, heat haze disfiguring the road as we passed through the Sierra de Gata, our destination, La Alberca, high in the Sierra de la Peña de Francia, located
70 kilometres south of Salamanca and in the province of Salamanca in Castilla Y Leon.
The road was torturous, but the air relaxed as we passed through the pine forest, gaining height. Eventually, the switchback bends delivered us into La Alberca.  



We awoke early the following morning, refreshed and ready to explore the town. For breakfast, we had an incredible local bread stuffed with Chorizo sausage.


After breakfast, we again set out on another zigzagging road, this one spiralling us ever high towards the summit of Peña de Francia.


The views from the top of Peña de Francia, at 5666 feet, 1727 meters, are far-reaching.


Presumably, this sculptured window is a characterization of Simón Vela and his travels from
Santiago de Compostela via Salamanca to find the Peña de Francia.
It may just be Don Quixote!

Alpine Accentor

Due to its height, the Peña de Francia is home to Alpine Accentors whose breeding grounds are usually above 1800mtrs.


They like barren areas and feed on Insects and seeds. It was undoubtedly bare up there, and their primary food source would have to be insects, as there was barely a blade of grass.


Later in the day, we passed through Ciudad Rodrigo and into the arribes, the local name for the complex of Duero river gorges. Once again, these canyons form the border between Portugal and Spain for close to 120 kilometres, and like the Rio Tajo gorges, they harbour significant populations
of cliff-nesting birds.    


You can see the road we travelled to access the can in the above photograph.


At the river level, we used one of the giant dams to cross the border back into Portugal, so again, you see Portugal on the left and Spain on the right. Swifts, Red Rumped and Barn Swallows hawk over the still water.


Positioned on top of an elevated outcrop, waiting to observe Vultures flying through the gorge, it was a surprise to see this Wren so high!


The Griffon Vultures look Great in the late afternoon sunshine.


They just soared past just below our viewpoint.


Some of them starting to moult.


The following morning, we returned early, just in time to catch a pair of Egyptian Vultures.


As the pair of Egyptian Vultures passed down the gorge, the Griffon Vultures started to launch from their roost.



Some Griffons wait on the rocks for the early morning air to warm before launching off the cliff face.


We made slow progress, following as close as possible to the gorge; we were still in Portugal and Spain, rising up across the water.


At times, the roads and tracks had become so rutted that it was impossible to travel along them, so we had to hike to the canyon.

Provence hairstreak Butterfly

While walking, we found this lovely Provence Hairstreak butterfly.

Green Hairstreak Butterfly

Two minutes later, we found a Green Hairstreak.

The end of another great visit!

We would travel North in Castilla y  León from here to search for the elusive.
Iberian Wolf.

Happy Days!