Getting ready
Weekend 25-26 February
The weekend was spent mainly in preparation for the start of my research season, the active period March 1st to August 31st, namely the breeding season of my study species, the Marsh Tit. Sunday morning was spent at Roudsea Wood with friend Ken Hindmarch choosing sites for the bird feeders which attract the birds so they can be caught and ringed. Having now worked out how to get my Kelly Kettle going with only one match, we were frustrated to find that I had bought everything needed except water with which to make the tea. However, the brown peat-tainted water from the stream give an exotic flavour to the tea!
There was time to visit Walney Bird Observatory and also the Duddon Mosses Reserve where a Woodcock was an attractive addition to my year list.
The weekend was spent mainly in preparation for the start of my research season, the active period March 1st to August 31st, namely the breeding season of my study species, the Marsh Tit. Sunday morning was spent at Roudsea Wood with friend Ken Hindmarch choosing sites for the bird feeders which attract the birds so they can be caught and ringed. Having now worked out how to get my Kelly Kettle going with only one match, we were frustrated to find that I had bought everything needed except water with which to make the tea. However, the brown peat-tainted water from the stream give an exotic flavour to the tea!
There was time to visit Walney Bird Observatory and also the Duddon Mosses Reserve where a Woodcock was an attractive addition to my year list.
posted by Maalie at 5:32 am
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We had an item on the local TV news today about a gathering they had in Christchurch to 'farewell' some of the migratory birds. They are due to leave our shores and head north for the northern summer. And I will soon be following them to the northern hemisphere, albeit in a less laborious way!
Don't you just hate it when you forget an essential element for camping? eg matches/water/ metho...
I have only done it once..sadly it was toilet paper and my friends made me "pay for it dearly". So forgeting water is not too bad.....
Jack went camping in the bush in Namibia, you know lions, buffalo and all sorts of things that want to eat you and he forgot his tent poles.
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