Sunday, 4 June 2023

The easterly winds continued with lovely clear skies, inspiring Ed and I to wake up early in hope of a rarity in the Withies. A net was opened before we started to go through the moth trap, as we came to the end we tuned back into the real world and realised we’d heard a couple of verses from an unknown bird. Whilst Ed was getting ready to head out, I waited to record the mystery bird if it sang again. I caught some movement in my periphery, turned around, looked down and made eye contact with a stonking White-throated Sparrow. It’s white eyebrows, lateral crown stripe and throat were instantly obvious but more so the yellow front half of the eyebrows. It froze, I froze and we both panicked internally. Ed came out a second too late as it had flew back up into the tree in the front garden. We rounded the corner as it flew into the pines. I wandered into the pines and saw it creeping along branches, singing a couple more times. But it then went to ground and wasn’t seen again.

Three nervous hours went by before finally, the bird was refound in the EXACT SAME PINE! All the island's birdseed gathered and were happily watching it when it hopped into an outbuilding and was successfully trapped. In the hand we were able to admire some of the distinctive features up close and take full measurements of the bird. The bird was in good health with a high fat and muscle score and a good weight. Steve released it back into the garden and it sat happily in a bush. It was then seen a few times briefly around Cristin garden , but like the other birds it was now avoiding the midday sun and was not seen again. What an incredible morning!

White-throated Sparrow © Ed Betteridge

White-throated Sparrow © Steve Stansfield

White-throated Sparrow © Steve Stansfield

Also of note today; a Calidris flock on Solfach contained a total of 19 Sanderling and 11 Dunlin, most now sporting their smart summer plumage. Otherwise a drop in overall migrants, with Spotted Flycatchers totalled only nine with a Grasshopper Warbler in the Wetlands, a Cuckoo was at Ty Bach, a Chaffinch at Cristin and a Swift went north. 

Post by Joel Tragen

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