Stag Rocks & Burdon Moor

A trip to Bamburgh on Wednesday and I had around an hour at Stag Rocks. Nothing much about however, I could have stayed longer if my wife had not been too cold. When we got back home, I went and had a couple of hours at Burdon Moor. I got my first Hare of the year but again nothing much about the Stonechats put on a good show though.

Turnstone

Long-tailed Duck

Oystercatcher

Curlew

Purple Sandpiper

Cormorant

Gull

Brown Hare having a stretch

It ran straight toward me

Then veered to its right

And had a bite to eat

I just cannot resist the Stonechats

 

First frogspawn

I have just seen my first frogspawn of the season and the frogs to go with it. I spotted my first small bit yesterday (Sunday) so I decided to get the camera out to check it out today and there was a lot more. Can anyone tell me why some bits are white while other bits are black? There must be a simple explanation.

A couple of frogs

What I would call normal frogspawn

White frogspawn

A dodgy shot of a Roe Deer, which caught me off guard that’s why it’s a dodgy shot

 

Sparring

I caught these two male Roe Bucks practising for the real thing later in the year. It’s always great to get fairly close views of a Kingfisher.

Sparring Roe Bucks

They stopped to have a break

Then carried on sparring

Male Kingfisher

 

Burdon Moor

A couple of days ago I had another trip to Burdon Moor. The apparently resident pair of Stonechat were the first birds I saw followed closely by three Skylarks. Three Buzzards were also calling to each other while a couple of Kestrel seemed to be pairing up. The last three images are from a few weeks ago but I forgot to put them on the Blog.

Male Stonechat in the breeze

It came quite close at one point

Female Stonechat

One of three Skylarks

One of three Buzzards

This one was eyeing me up

Too distant for a decent shot

This Kestrel was also giving me the eyeball

Rook

Lapwings

These are the images from a few weeks ago. Once again too distant for a decent shot but it’s always nice to see a Kestrel with its lunch.

The bit that got away.