Annual bird watching bonanza, Sunday 10th January 2021
Due to the most recent lock down restrictions this trip obviously had to be cancelled. Furthermore, because we are now required to stay in our own locality, even a few of us could not go down to see what we were missing.
However, just before Xmas I had reason to go to Dart’s Farm and was able to do some bird watching in the area. Although the car park at 10.00 am was packed, nobody else was bird watching although the numerous dog walkers didn’t help matters. Down at the hide – well it’s a shelter really – the feeders were missing which was a pity because that’s always a good place to see some of the smaller birds. However, a chiffchaff pitched up accompanied by a Siberian chiffchaff, so that was a good start. Out on the meadows were Brent geese, mallard, wigeon, teal and curlew. Round now to Goosemoor where there were plenty of redshanks and black headed gulls but the mistle thrush was not in his usual place guarding the mistletoe. The hide at Bowling Green Marsh was closed due to the Covid restrictions and the feeders in the recently established nature garden were either empty or missing.
Out on the marsh were shoveler, pintail, shelduck, greylag, Canada geese and black tailed godwits. Apart from dunlin and a little egret there was nothing much to be seen from the viewing platform overlooking the River Clyst. Around to the Goat Walk to see quite a few avocets and a couple of red breasted mergansers plus the odd cormorant and grey plover. There were lots of birds too far down the River Exe to positively identify.
25th anniversary booklet.
I hope you all enjoy reading this booklet and thanks to all those who contributed articles, poems, photographs and especially to Endymion for collating it and organising the photographs.
Isley marsh and the river bank. Feb 2021
Due to the current lock down requirements, we couldn’t go as a group outing but as it was only down to Yelland, then it was close enough for people to treat the walk along the riverbank as their daily exercise walk, independently, and report back. To make it more convenient for everyone it was decided that any day from Friday 5th to Tuesday 9th February would be acceptable.
Along the Tarka Trail there had very recently been extensive hedge trimming almost to the point of desecration, so the heavy machinery had probably frightened off the small birds. Similarly there had been close cropping at ground level so besides the gorse bushes the only flowers left were one dandelion and one clump of snowdrops. Several people braved the weather and the mud and sent me their bird lists for which I am grateful. The following account was one I received from John Short
After several weeks of Covid-19 lock down, it was good to get to get out and about again for a wander along the banks of the River Taw even if it was on my own rather than with other members of our BNA group. Along the Tarka Trail could be heard the uplifting sound of the occasional bird song telling us that our daylight hours were lengthening, and Springtime may be not too far away.
The tide was a low one and was rising slowly towards high water, ideal for viewing waders. On reaching the riverbank my first eye-catching moment was the resplendent bright orange bill colour of the oystercatchers. More difficult to spot was a small group of meadow pipits scurrying amongst the small stones on the shoreline. Looking further along the shore there stood four majestic grey herons, unmoving against the incoming tide.
It was good to see large flocks of curlew and teal. More spectacular was a flock of over 100 dunlin as they weaved their magic overhead, twisting and turning as of one. Passing the site of the former power station, all that is now left are large spoil heaps interspersed with areas of standing water – a feeling of eeriness descended. With the sky clouding over and with the stillness of the site there did not seem to be a living creature anywhere. At the edge of this site a row of evergreen trees stood tall against the darkening sky. All seemed still and quiet when from out of the canopy came the unmistakable cronk of a raven. They are known to nest in these trees so hopefully they will do so again this Spring.
Just past these trees is a large pond behind the river bank. The waters were still and as the sun reappeared. The surrounding tall reeds were reflected magnificently around the edges of the pond. In the quietness a moorhen could be heard clucking and fussing amongst the growth. Arriving at the Isley Marsh nature reserve, the usual array of ducks and waders were in residence and yes there amongst the marshy green growth were four spoonbills with their heads nestling down amongst their feathers.
Berry Castle and Darracott Reservoir. March 2021
When these locations were requested it never occurred to anyone that we would still be in lock down. To make sure that everyone who wished to visit these places could still do so, it was decided that under the current restrictions you could, either on your own, or with one other person outside your bubble. So that we didn’t all go on the same day, it was suggested that we could go any day a few days before or after the original set date of March 21st. Several members participated in the field trip independently, and kindly sent me their lists of observations which I have amalgamated into a combined list.
Berry Castle is located in Huntshaw Woods in the triangle between Barnstaple, Bideford and Torrington. It is a bronze age hill fort some 2600 years old and currently lies in land belonging to The Clinton Estate. In 2015 all the trees that had appeared within the confines of the original hill fort had been felled to reveal an area some 140 metres by 70 metres. Several of the original stone faced earth ramparts still remain and also some of the deep outer ditches. It is thought that it was used as a meeting place or market place rather than a place with dwellings. There have been several others in the Torridge Valley at Buckland, Higher Kingdon, Hembury Camp, Castle Hill at Beaford and Ten Oaks Wood at Roborough, although not all still exist today.
Just over a mile away towards Torrington is the more modern construction of Darracott Reservoir varying in depth down to 27 feet by the dam and covering some three acres. The fish there include carp, bream, roach, rudd, perch and eels. Depending upon which day you went, the observations were quite interestingly different as one observer was serenaded by chiffchaffs and skylarks, one saw a wren with nest building material, there were pairs of ravens and buzzards whilst others saw many different flowers or were irritated by gnats.
However, I am very grateful for all your varied contributions.
Halsdon Nature Reserve 23rd-25th April 2021
Shortly after gathering at the entrance to the reserve a grey wagtail was spotted in the stream below the nearby old stone bridge. This was a good beginning to our walk around the 142 acres of mixed mature woodland and meadows managed by the Devon Wildlife Trust. As we entered the woodland the sun shone down from a clear blue sky through the emerging leaves. Walking along the broad earth path it was particularly pleasant as the trees shielded us from a keen easterly wind. Either side of us wood anemones and celandines were in abundance whilst we were serenaded by a mixture of bird song. The birds were not easy to spot but the clear notes of several blackcaps were heard along our walk together with the repetitive songs of the thrushes.
This is the time of the year when many “firsts” are spotted and it was not long before we came across an early purple orchid with it’s spotted leaves and emerging flower head. A good photographic opportunity. Soon the stream we were following adjacent to the path merged into the wider, faster flowing River Torridge. This stretch of the river, which runs alongside the reserve, is a popular haunt for otters. Occasionally the clear waters of the Torridge are slowed down as they ripple over a collection of low stone weirs. It was on one of these larger stones that a dipper was seen bobbing up and down in characteristic manner only to be replaced by a very smart pair of grey wagtails.
Further along the path a kingfisher flashed past making its way upstream. This is an ideal habitat for this bird with many bank-side tree branches hanging low out over the water. Ambling on past an old water mill we emerged into an open meadow with the occasional very mature oak trees. Cuckoo flowers were beginning to appear in the damper areas as we made our way towards the bird hide accompanied by orange tip butterflies deciding on which plant on which to lay its eggs.
Unsurprisingly the bird hide was closed due to the Covid restrictions. Nevertheless sitting on a bench outside to eat our packed lunches we were enjoyed magnificent views of the passing river. A pair of mallards could be seen criss crossing the river sometimes accompanied by some ducklings. Moving on across another meadow and looking up into the riverside trees was a wonderful example of a “witches broom”. Another first for the year was a large red damselfly sunning itself on the vegetation.
Further along, where the sandy riverbanks climb higher above the water was an ideal place for migrating sand martins to nest. One was actually seen entering its nest hole but they were not there in the numbers we had hoped for. Notable throughout our journey was the gorse with its brilliant yellow flowers and its attendant hordes of buzzing insects.
Leaving the lower meadows and climbing up the steep path through the woods, past the evergreen dog’s mercury was the only clump of daisies seen all day at the entrance to the upper parking area. It only remained for us to polish off a cream tea at a nearby farmhouse where we sat outside on the lawned area watching swallows swooping about above the adjacent meadows.
The above report was compiled by John S. Due to the Covid restrictions we could only have a maximum of six in a group, so some went on the Friday and some on the Sunday.
Lists of our observations were taken as always, and are a combination of the two visits. My thanks to those who did all the note taking. If national members would like a copy emailed to them, please contact our branch Chairman Brian Sims.
Field Irish Farm, 23rd May 2021
It was with great reluctance that we had to cancel the above trip due to a horrendous weather forecast covering the very hours we would have been out there. The only good thing was that we were right in doing so as the rain really hammered down and there would have been no shelter to speak of. We should have gone there last year but again it had to be cancelled due to the Covid lock down restrictions. We can only hope it will be third time lucky as John has already booked it for next year! We certainly don’t make a habit of cancelling outings as often, if there is bad weather, there is a hide or some woodland to provide some sort of protection. I think it is only the third time in some 25 years that we have had to cancel an outing.
On the previous Saturday some seven BNA branch members attended the peaceful demonstration at Barnstaple to protest against the latest planning application for the former Yelland Power Station site. Did you manage to see us on BBC TV? There is still time to write in and object either on line at email@example.com or by letter to M/s Jean Watkins, Planning Dept, North Devon District Council, Lynton House, Commercial Road, Barnstaple, EX31 1DG, reference application no 60823 Yelland Quay. Your effort should arrive before the next planning meeting which is on June 6th at Barnstaple Rugby Club.
If you don’t know what to put here are a few ideas.
They are intending to build hundreds of expensive houses on a flood plain on top of 700 tons of buried asbestos. It is estimated that as it is so large it could take 13-15 years to complete the project with some 64 lorries daily coming along the B3233 to service the work. Once completed the subsequent traffic would mean getting into Barnstaple and possibly Bideford more of a nightmare than it is now. If anyone wants a new property in Yelland there are several developments taking place at the moment.
The site is next to the RSPB Isley Marsh reserve and the adjoining Gaia Trust reserve at Home Farm Marsh. By the time it is completed there won’t be any wildlife left. It is also immediately across the river from the first UNESCO biosphere in the country and is exactly in the centre of the extended biosphere area. The council ducked out of a decision at the last planning meeting. There have been about 1000 letters of objection and one of support. A petition with some 6000 signatures I am told counted as one objection. We can’t all be wrong.
In my view the council are set to destroy the very reason why people come to live here.
N:B: Update – Regarding this disastrous planning application by North Devon Council (NDC) to build a housing estate/café/restaurants etc. on top of 700 tons of buried asbestos on our Taw Estuary, many of us wrote in letters of objection and we are delighted to say that on this occasion, we won the day and the planning application has been thrown out!!! That’s a tremendous victory for wildlife.
Challacombe Farm. June 26th 2021
For over 20 years Challacombe farm has been managed under agri-environment schemes such as Higher Level Stewardship. This has enabled it to balance the needs of conservation, archaeology and landscape but allowing access by the public. The farm, which is part of the Duchy of Cornwall, covers some 750 acres of the Dartmoor National Park and varies in altitude from 1000 to 1700 feet above sea level. This has created a diverse range of habitats supporting a wide selection of wildlife. No chemical spraying or artificial fertilizer is used. The primary object is to facilitate the creation of a habitat rather than the farm providing for livestock.
Arriving under a cloudy sky we parked in an ancient meadow situated below the farmhouse with the clear waters of a Dartmoor stream bubbling alongside. Mature trees dotted the meadow and swallows were swooping under their branches and across the sward towards the stream in their quest for flying insects. A quick stroll along the bank of the stream produced the unusual monkeyflower with it’s colourful red and yellow flowers.
Carrying on down through the valley under an overcast sky with occasional drizzle we nevertheless considered ourselves to be fortunate as on either side of us the tops of the moors were completely hidden in the Dartmoor mist. Passing one of the artificially created ponds on a day like this, it was obvious we were not going to see much in the way of butterflies, dragonflies etc.. However, yellow iris shone brightly at us and a marsh St John’s-wort was identified.
The farm has a wealth of archaeology and beside the ponds was a squarish block of local granite with a hollowed out depression in it. Tin was mined in this area for hundreds of years and this 700 year old block was used as a tin mould. Crossing the stream, we made our way up through a steep wild flower meadow. Swathes of eyebright and yellow rattle greeted us but the star was the greater butterfly orchid. Climbing up over the steep meadow, the mist lifted from the tops of the surrounding moors giving us magnificent views across the valley.
Walking over the top of the meadow and down again through further meadows to the valley below we were shown a stream which had been artificially zigzagged down across the slope with planted shrubs and strategically placed boulders to help reduce the speed of the flow of the water and create a semi-boggy “Rhos” pasture.
The farm has good examples of this pasture, with Dartmoor itself having about 20% of the national acreage. It is a boggy habitat made up of purple moor grass interspersed with with devil’s-bit scabious, orchids, marsh marigolds and many other unusual plants. Amongst these we were able to identify cotton-grass, brooklime, bogbean, bog pimpernel and large standings of heath spotted orchids. This range of plants provide nectar for critically endangered insects such as the bog hoverfly and marsh fritillary butterfly
Coming out on to a lane a redstart kindly perched on a nearby gate post for all to get good views of it. Apparently there are two or three breeding pairs on the farm. After a bite to eat we had a quick walk alongside the stream up the valley with the moors rising steeply away from us on both sides. Just when we were deciding to call it a day a very smart redpoll appeared atop a nearby bush. A good end to the walk and we hurried back to the cars as very heavy rain began to fall. Off now along the winding lanes for a cream tea at nearby Widecombe in the Moor before driving off Dartmoor in what seemed like a cloud burst.
Thanks to Norman and Julie for keeping the bird and flower lists.
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The BNA are looking to increase the number of trustees especially from the far flung branches like ourselves. They are going to hold meetings on zoom so it would not involve any travelling. Anyone interested please contact Steven Rutherford by email on “firstname.lastname@example.org”
Forest of Dean. June 7th-11th 2021
Some 14 members of the Taw and Exmoor branch were on this trip which was postponed from last year. So in early June we set off in the anticipation of getting some good views of peregrine falcons, red kites and possibly wild boar. Some avoided the road widening scheme on the link road between Barnstaple and South Molton so we were pleased to arrive at Gordano’s for coffee more or less on time although it took some time to work out the correct permutations on the self service drinks machine.
Having congratulated ourselves on coping with potential traffic jams and technological machines we thought we would treat ourselves to the picturesque route along the Wye Valley to go to the hotel at Whitchurch. However after going along this road for some time we found the road was closed and had to go back quite a way to find a diversion route. Subsequent enquiries revealed that this road had been closed for some five years! We did eventually arrive at the hotel on time ready for our afternoon walk as swifts and a hobby swooped overhead.
Whilst getting ready John S couldn’t find his walking shoes although he was convinced he had remembered to bring them. After much searching he found them on John B’s feet. Having sorted out the ownership and location of the footwear we set off on a short journey to the Doward Nature Reserve. The first item of note was a rare (to us) white helleborine, down to the former limestone quarry where there were various whitebeam trees (14 different varieties we were told) and rock rose. A holly blue and speckled wood were the only butterflies of the day plus a wood mouse busying itself on a branch nibbling off the leaves. Some went on further to King Arthur’s cave and saw a redstart whilst others went to another reserve nearby and had a spotted flycatcher.
Back to the hotel with drinks on the lawn and dinner on the terrace. No Devonshire cream but the strawberry and prosecco truffle (spelt trifle on the menu) was very tasty. After a very hot night, where sleep had been a bit difficult we all arrived at breakfast at our allotted time. No muesli but the eggs were rated very highly. This was the day the birders had been waiting for as we were off to the RSPB Nagshead reserve, famed for the chance to see lesser spotted woodpeckers and goshawks. The wild flower meadows had been trashed presumably by the wild boar but a nearby pond had huge shoals of tadpoles with common blue damselflies and broad bodied chasers darting about above it.
Down past an impressive stand of Douglas firs to a hide from which we saw redstarts, spotted flycatcher, tree creeper and a very smart looking chaffinch. Around to the Cannop Ponds and in glorious sunshine we had swooping house martins, grey and pied wagtails, a nesting mute swan, jay, coot, moorhen, little grebe, juvenile great crested grebes and even a lesser black backed gull dropped in for a while. Besides the usual mallard, tufted duck and greylag geese were several mandarin ducks. Along the footpaths we had a beautiful demoiselle plus small white, speckled wood and brimstone butterflies. Dinner at the hotel, again outside on the terrace with swifts flying overhead and a blackbird serenading us.
Before we set off the following morning a lovely bullfinch was seen at the hotel. Today’s visit was to Pentwyn Farm which has extensive wild flower meadows supervised by the Gwent Wildlife Trust and their initial use of green hay (this has also been done at the Devon Birds reserve at Godborough). Having navigated down the A40 and around some very narrow lanes we arrived at the farm only to find we couldn’t reach the parking area due to a couple of BT vans. They were soon persuaded to move and when we got to the reserve parking area we came across a member of the Gwent Wildlife Trust and he kindly volunteered to show us around.
The meadows produced a stunning panorama of a sea of yellow buttercups swaying in the gentle breeze topped by swathes of red from the sorrel. Amongst the densely populated buttercups were mouse-ear, red and white clover, hogweed, cow parsley, pignut, eyebright, ox-eye daisies, yellow archangel and yellow rattle. But besides the common spotted orchids was the best find – greater butterfly orchids.
You would have expected to have hordes of insects and butterflies with all these flowers along with birds predating them although we did have the occasional small white, common blue and small skipper butterflies plus a single red admiral and a painted lady. There was the odd fly by from a swallow or by a house martin or by a swift, a dashing visit by a magpie, a languid fly over by a buzzard and a tree pipit doing it’s parachute flight plus blackcaps and robins twittering in the background. To add to the variety was a club tailed dragonfly and azure damselfly plus burnet companion and silver barred moths.
Back to the hotel for replenishment and off to Symonds Yat which was only a few miles away. With great anticipation we drove higher and higher and only had to walk a few hundred yards to the top. Not a peregrine in sight although it was claimed that they had been breeding there for hundreds of years. From the top of Symonds Yat which is 504 feet above sea level you could see the roof and period chimneys of our hotel whilst 21 miles away were the Black Mountains. Several Canada geese were down on the River Wye and six roe deer grazed amongst the sheep. After another good dinner, it was card games before bed.
After some debate the following day it was decided to go to a small reserve known as Dixton Embankment rather than the Fiddlers Elbow Woodland Trust reserve. What a wise decision it turned out to be as it was only a quick trip down the A40 and then turning off suddenly into an unmarked no through road.
The reserve was noted for it’s orchids and we were not disappointed as there were common spotted orchids as far as the eye could see but furthermore there were bee orchids, pyramidal orchids and common twayblade. Other flowers included bird’s-foot-trefoil, cowslip, yellow rattle, tufted vetch, angelica and wild parsnip. Flitting amongst this profusion of flowers were both banded and beautiful demoiselles and then the other stars of the show both male and female white legged damselflies. We criss-crossed the Wales/England border several times in this reserve. Incredibly in such a quiet spot between the A40 and the River Wye there were hardly any birds. In fact the only one seen was a blackbird plus flying over a buzzard, raven and herring gull. Perhaps the partial eclipse of the sun had affected them. There were several dormouse boxes so it was obviously an area where dormice are expected but we did see a cockchafer, slow-worm, mayfly, toad and a rabbit. It was then back to the hotel for a refreshing drink.
In the afternoon, we had hoped to go to the Butterfly Zoo which was just across the road from the hotel but it was closed due to the Covid restrictions so we opted for a short boat trip on the River Wye. In the short time we were afloat we clocked up 18 different birds including mandarin ducks, pied and grey wagtails and innumerable mallards and Canada geese. We went past the 700 year old St Dubricius church with a magnificent tulip tree in the grounds and another tree full of mistletoe. There was a shrine in the churchyard to the wife of the person who came from this area and was credited with the establishment of Toronto in Canada.
Our final day had arrived. Some had to go straight home due to other commitments, others were going on elsewhere but the remainder had to decide where to visit on the way home. Should it be the Newport wetlands, Cheddar reservoir, the Chew Valley Lakes or the Somerset Levels. The last one was chosen and it was just as well as the traffic on the M5 in the Bristol area was horrendous.
The other reason for choosing the Somerset Levels was that there had been sightings of a river warbler there. Not the most colourful bird but with an average of one a year appearing in this country, it was worth a detour. After a short walk from the Ham Wall reserve car park we all obtained good views of this most obliging bird as about every ten minutes or so it would pop up from the base of the reeds for all to see. In the meantime there had been superb views of a hunting marsh harrier and a pair of great white egrets. A cuckoo was heard and was probably the only one heard on the entire trip.
It had been an excellent trip with lovely warm weather, a comfortable hotel, good food, good company and some very impressive sightings culminating in a UK lifer for us all although we failed to see any wild boar, goshawks, lesser spotted woodpeckers or red kites.
Our thanks to Elizabeth for organising the hotel, walks and the weather and to those keeping the lists.
Countisbury, Sunday 25th July 2021
The parish of Countisbury lies on the northernmost coast of Devon within the Exmoor National Park. Jutting out into the Bristol Channel it’s steep and rugged coastline offers spectacular views in all directions. Meeting in the car park by the ancient burial site of Barna Barrow a feint sea mist threatened to engulf us. Luckily it was only temporary and pullovers were quickly removed as we set off along the earthen footpath across the coastal heath. All around us the colourful hues of the red bell heather were abundant interspersed with the occasional pinks of cross-leaved heath. Ling was everywhere but had yet to mature to its full pinkish bloom. Meadow pipits flitted around sometimes alighting on top of a shrub.
Rising up to the high part of the peninsular at over 300 ft above sea level we came upon a healthy looking group of Exmoor ponies. There were several herds of these wild animals which are monitored by the Mousie Trust. They are good at conservation grazing, removing scrub and rough grasses and in turn encouraging wildlife and plants.
Looking out over the sea from our vantage point a few fishing boats and pleasure craft could be seen and a small sloop was gliding over the wave-less sea in a light breeze. In the near distance were the colourful rooftops of Lynton and Lynmouth nestling contentedly into the cliff edge landscape.
Descending from the trig point down towards the foreland, beside us the white flowers of stonecrop, the blue of the scabious and the proudly standing pennywort grew out from the adjacent stonewalling. A wheatear appeared atop a nearby standing of gorse. On reaching some level ground it was decided to eat our packed lunches on the clifftop edge whilst drinking in the views of the various sea colours stretching out to the horizon. Far below us gulls cruised amongst the shoreline rocks and a kestrel gave us a flypast.
Fully replenished we made our way back along the cliff edge footpath encountering occasional clumps of tiny sea spurrey and dispersing small flocks of meadow browns. The aroma of the now abundant gorse wafted up our nostrils and a few bathers could be seen like tiny specks on a sandy beach way below us.
Our next goal was the tiny Norman church of Countisbury. Entering the churchyard swallows swooped above the gravestones of the ancient villagers who had walked this same landscape before us. Swallows’ nests clung to the walls inside the church porch, one of which held some chicks which were it’s second brood. Some of us took the opportunity to spend a little time inside the church to take advantage of its calm and cooling atmosphere.
It was then decided to walk down through a nearby meadow to a pond below. Before reaching the pond we could see it had dried up due to the current heatwave. However, our journey was not wasted as a clump of purple creeping thistle beside the path was found to be alive copulating soldier beetles and amongst them was a rare dark green fritillary butterfly. Further up the path were both ringlet and small copper.
To finish off the day we were invited back to Jane’s nearby beautiful house standing in its glorious colourful gardens and surrounded by the green hills and valleys of Exmoor. A live mole was found on some paving in the garden and was relocated to an adjoining field.
Our final task of the day was to give our opinions on the two varieties of cream which came with the cream tea. A very pleasant task as house martins gave an aerial display above us.
Thanks to Norman and Brian for the bird and butterfly lists and especially to Jane for her hospitality.
Meeth 15th August 2021
Once again we found ourselves visiting the wonderfully diverse Meeth nature reserve, formerly a large site for extracting clay but now owned and run by the Devon Wildlife Trust. Habitats here vary from two large lakes to smaller ponds with adjacent woodlands, bogs and grassland.
On arrival our DWT guide was nowhere to be seen, apparently turning up an hour before schedule and leaving just before we arrived. However, this was not a great problem as most of us knew our way around from previous visits. Driving up through the narrow lane leading to the car park, either side of us the thick lush Devon hedgerows gave us vibrant displays of a variety of wild flowers. Amongst them the orange/yellow of toadflax, the large mauve flower heads of hemp agrimony and pinks of the willowherbs. These flowers gave us a lovely start to the day but with a tinge of sadness as they gave an indication of Summer coming towards its end. It was not long after our group left the car park that a great spotted woodpecker was seen alighting at the top of a tall tree. Shortly after a family of long tailed tits were observed flitting through the nearby woodland.
Meeth reserve is host to 14 species of dragonflies and damselflies but with overcast skies and the occasional shower our hopes of seeing any were not too high. Walking up the wide stony pathways under-laid with clay a few butterflies, mainly gatekeepers, fluttered around the path side shrubbery and a green woodpecker was heard waffling in the distance. Hazelnuts were now making an appearance and the hawthorns were displaying their bright red berries.
Soon it was packed lunch time and we settled down in a favourite spot on wooden benches beside a pond. Our timing was perfect as the heavens decided to open up but we were in a good sheltered spot with overhanging foliage. Purple loosestife was still growing by the pond edge and shoals of fish darted about just below the surface of the water. The general consensus was that they were roach with their prominent red fins running along their bodies towards their tail fins. A few pieces of bread were thrown into the pond and it made an interesting spectacle to see several of the fish feeding on it, simultaneously attacking from all sides.
With the rain easing off we made our way up to the higher part of the reserve passing numerous spiders’ webs among the gorse. The paths were now wetter and clay began clinging to our boots. The raucous call of a jay was heard and a little further on we were greeted by a small group of Exmoor ponies with their characteristic white muzzles. These ponies are moved around the reserve to help with the biodiversity.
Arriving at the top of the rise we paused to take in the breathtaking view of a large lake spreading out below us. A cormorant seemed to be doing likewise as it perched high up on a dying tree beside the lake. It was time to head back now and never too late, a blue damselfly made an appearance before splashing our way back along the lower track through the puddles and wet clay to the car park. Off now for our cream tea on the expansive lawn of an old farmhouse. As we drove down the narrow lane a sparrowhawk flew overhead before plunging into the top of the lane hedge. Sitting at our outside table underneath a large umbrella the weather brightened up and a few swallows swooped above us.