I took the Westies out for their walk first thing, and as soon as I got out of the car I was hit by a biting wind, the type of wind that just cuts straight though you, so it was good to get back to the relative warmth of the car. Back home for a cuppa, and while checking my e-mail, the sun started to put in an appearance, so decided to make the most of it and set off in the car again.
Its a while since I've seen Black Grouse so made that my target bird, and headed off for Hartside and the road beyond where I've sometimes found them. At Hartside summit I went for a wonder on the fell, but didn't wonder for too long. The wind was cutting down near Penrith, up there at 1904ft it was absolutely freezing. I gave a few areas a try as regards Grouse but saw neither Black or Red
The trouble with roaming round in the car, you tend to try and do too many things at once. To start with, there is the narrow winding-twisting roads to contend with, and at the same time you are on the look-out for birds and wild life. On top of this you have to keep an eye on your mirrors, to make sure you are not holding any traffic up, that would sooner be going much faster, and have no interest on what is on either side of the road.
Its much easier of course if there are two of you, as one can be the spotter while the other keeps the car on the road. Of coarse all this changes when the spotter suddenly shouts stop, stop, stop, at the higher end of the decibel range, then all hell breaks loose.
On my own though today, I had to suddenly check my mirrors when I saw what was a large flock of Starlings in a field
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This is just a fraction of the whole flock |
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A bit closer in and what do I see in the background. |
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A good portion of the flock turned out to be Fieldfare. |
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They where a good distance from me and very flighty. |
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I tended to get my shots by peeping over a dry-stone wall, and trying to rest the lens on it to prevent shaking from the cold. |
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I must also mention that I was down to low shutter speeds, due to the fact that the sun never shone once I'd left the house | . |
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I'm also peeping through the holes in the wall so as not to disturb them. |
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A few views from the top of Hartside, this one looking West, can you see the wreath on the post, bottom right, Possibly in memory of a biker, as they love this road. |
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And these last two looking more North.
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And this was as near as the sun got to making an appearance. |
Linking to Stewarts Wild bird Wednesday, at,
http://paying-ready-attention-gallery.blogspot.co.uk/