26th May.
The sun shone and the temperatures rose as the weekend stretched out,
and what a wonderful weekend it was. It
began today as Sam and I were dropped off at Wylam for the beginning of a two
day stint that was to be more about photography than it was to be about birds
and wildlife, although a bit of everything was included. We watched hirundines fly near Wylam Bridge
before making off towards Wylam Railway Bridge
aka Points Bridge, passing the rather
picturesque tunnel of the old railway.
Numbers of Long-tailed Tits
were seen on the way along with other woodland birds including Blackcaps.
Tunnel under old Railway Line
Passing Haggs Farm we stopped a while at the small pond
nearby where we watched insects. Most of
the butterflies were white species and Orange
Tip. A red and black insect on the
grass stems caught the eye as did Blue-tailed
Damselflies. We soon made for the chalk
hill known as the spetchells. I’ve often wondered where this name
originated. It seems the area was named
such on old maps. It’s the largest area
of chalk grassland in Northumberland, although not natural. It is the spoil heap of a chemical factory
that closed in the 1960s. I understand
that during the Second World War there was concern that enemy aircraft would
use the hill as a navigational aid when they flew on bombing missions up the Tyne. It was for
this reason that it was grassed over so as to make it less obvious. Today it has I understand a wide range of
plant life which attracts butterflies, sometimes rare butterflies. Because of the heat I had hoped to find
butterfly species. We were soon on the
top of the hill, but I saw little in the way of unusual plants. Maybe we were too early in the year. The only butterflies seen were white species
and Wall Brown. The latter showing in some numbers. Never the less it was an interesting area and
provided decent if not stunning views, and provided a nice stop for lunch. As Sam said at the time, not many better
places to have lunch. We were out of the
way of the crowds encouraged to the outdoor life, as in the main they remained
nearer to the centre of Wylam. It’s my
experience that many folk are encouraged out by the sun, but don’t like too
walk far. Judging by some of their physiques
a good walk would be beneficial. The sun
comes out and clothing comes off and in my humble opinion, in some cases it
would be better left on! :-) The
highlight of our time on the chalk hill was the Common Buzzard that flew at eye level. I’ve been reading with interest about plans
for the Common Buzzard.
Froghopper
The return walk took us close to the Tyne
and we soon found a pair of Common Sandpipers and heard Common Whitethroat. We found small fish in shoals near to the
bank of the river and found an ideal spot to photograph Points Bridge. There were no Dippers at the usual spot,
owing I guess to the noisy human ‘dippers’ in the water. We saw no Goosander, but there were several Grey Herons in the area. We got chatting to a friendly guy who had
told his children that they were Kingfishers.
Well at least he was trying, taking an interest and friendly. I suspect many of the other folk in the area
didn’t even notice the Grey Herons! This incident does highlight how little some
folk know of the most obvious wildlife. Speckled Wood Butterfly was seen.
Usually prefer my fish fried!
Wylam Railway Bridge
Before catching the train back to Newcastle we walked along to Stephenson’s
cottage and had a drink and ice-cream.
It was here that Green Woodpecker
was heard and Great Spotted Woodpecker
seen. A pair of Common Sandpipers was seen again near the road bridge, but I can’t
be certain they weren’t the same pair seen earlier, up river. We had stopped to take some photographs of
the local cricket match before our visit to the cottage. It was like a scene from Midsummer Murders,
with the cricket being played on a hot sunny day as the small crowd relaxed in
the sun. There were no murders however,
although I was a bit anxious that I might be knocked out by the ball that was lost
several times in the bordering trees and hedge.
With the number of tea breaks and lost ball breaks, I think the teams
may still be trying to finish the match as I type.
Time out to watch
27th May.
I was invited by Sam and his dad Malcolm to join them on a day out. Sam was keen to get some photographs and the
area chosen was Steel Rigg and Crag Lough on Hadrian’s
Wall. One of Northumberland's
real dramatic areas. It’s years since I
had visited here. I was expecting the
masses to be out in the sun, but to be honest whilst there was a good number of
folk about (many of them not British) there weren’t that many that it spoilt the
atmosphere. I’d forgotten how difficult
the up and down paths were!
Crag Lough, Hadrian's Wall
Watching birds was not the purpose of the day,
but we did have good sightings of Common
Buzzard, Kestrel, numbers of Wheatears,
Skylarks, Meadow Pipits and a bird with us all the time, the Jackdaw. I’d forgotten just how dramatic this area is
and some good photographic opportunities cropped up. So many in fact, that we just kept on
walking. I’ve never been to the area on
such a wonderful day. Although very hot
by now the occasional cooling breeze made us comfortable. Really enjoyed the chance to take photos at
Sycamore Gap. I couldn’t believe my eyes
when I saw that a child of maybe seven or eight had climbed the crags. Took me all my time to look down from the top
of them. A lone Canada Goose was on the lough and an angler fished from a boat
Crag Lough, Hadrian's Wall
Sycamore Gap, Hadrian's wall
Crag Lough, Hadrian's Wall
Hadrians Wall, Looking West
The second part of the day was spent at Hareshaw Linn. I knew this area as I’d visited once or
twice. It was sometime ago and I think
that time had made me forget the distance.
So after a tiring walk on Hadrian’s Wall
I felt a bit guilty in suggesting a visit to the waterfall. By now the heat of the day was at its highest
so it wasn’t an easy walk. Willow Warblers and Chiffchaff were soon found, as was a Treecreeper. We were hoping for Dipper and one was very briefly seen as we set off.
I’d asked Sam to show me one of his photographic techniques
and he called me over to do just that after taking some photos near the
burn. This is where more drama occurred. I stepped onto a very slippery flat rock and
over I went. I must have looked comical
as I attempted to stand up on what felt like a sheet of ice. A picture of me floating down the burn, which
I almost went in, flashed before my eyes.
I managed to stand up with some assistance from Malcolm and Sam and so
was saved from a nasty fate. If I’d gone
into the burn I know Sam was ready to jump in.
Although I suspect it was my bins and camera he had his eyes on. Never mind if I had gone the journey I would
have floated down to the North Sea at least knowing my gear would be put to
good use.:-) I only joke as I know Sam
was concerned. Another guy almost did
exactly the same thing as I did so that made me feel better! :-)
Hareshaw Linn, new technique courtesy of Sam
Water Avens
Our time at the waterfall allowed us to cool down a lot and
this made the return walk more enjoyable.
We soon found a Dipper and
had good and long sightings of it. Once
back in the village we were all feeling cream crackered so the decision was
made to make for home. Goosander was seen on Tyne.