Knotmoor, 27th August

Bank holiday Monday so no point in travelling far. The same old question is raised in the Old Caley household, "Farmoor or Otmoor?". This decision presents itself at various times through the birding year and at certain times one location is preferable to the other. Except that quite often we get it wrong and end up going to the place that gives up nothing much and then miss out on something good at the other! Recently Otmoor, apart from the resident birds, has become more like "Not more" whereas Farmoor has the propensity at this time of year to offer "Far more"! No brainer then.

This would be our 6th visit to Farmoor since claiming one of the yearly swipe cards for the exit barrier so another 4 and we'll be laughing all the way to the bank and, who knows, it could all kick off this week and we'll be quids in by next weekend! The weather looked promising (for birding), it had rained most of the day before and the reservoirs were being buffeted by a strong breeze as we made our way to the causeway, so I for one was hopeful of some good birds. F1, the smaller of the two basins, is usually a bit calmer than it's bigger twin F2 in windy weather and wading birds, if present, will use the north facing shelter of the causeway embankment to feed and rest up. 

I noticed 20 or so Swifts flying quite high up above the sailing club, surely about to depart for warmer climes, but too high up for any photography. A mass of Sand Martins and House Martins were hawking just over the surface of the reservoirs and in particular F1. The wind was blowing stiffly from the west so the birds were held up when flying straight into it allowing for a little bit of advantage not normally gained when trying to capture these birds. I settled in for a short session with them. Hirundines by design are small birds and they move quickly so they need to be reasonably close in for any decent images but of course it is much more difficult to track birds moving at speed if they are close to you. But I tried, was delighted with some of the "back of the camera" shots, and then a tad disappointed as usual, when viewing the captures on the screen at home! Some of the better ones are shown here.

House Martins (top 3) and Sand Martins

The only wading bird seen along the causeway was a juvenile Dunlin which fed, rather nervously for this species, at the waters edge. Maybe the breeze was unsettling it a bit. It was soon startled by a jogger running past and flew off across F2.

juvenile Dunlin

A Meadow Pipit danced along the F2 embankment before flying off, although we did encounter it again further along. "Mipits" are far from frequent here but there are usually a few around during passage periods. Only a few Pied wagtails were present, there have been many more recently and throughout the summer. We met a fellow birder at the western end of the causeway and he related that a juvenile Knot, present since Saturday, was still on site at the North west corner of F2 so we decided on walking around the larger reservoir to see it. On our way we passed the moulting goose flock which contained a rather fetching "Canalag" Goose, a hybrid between Canada and Greylag Geese.

"Canalag" Goose

Also present but keeping themselves to themselves and very wary were a pair of Egyptian Geese. These birds usually turn up at Farmoor post breeding in the late summer and autumn. If they remain they will become more approachable with time but today they were away in the water before we'd got within 50 yards.

Egyptian Geese

We could see a "Togger" camped in at the previously advised location for the Knot so assumed it must still be there. Knot, or Red Knot to give them their correct name, are common waders at certain coastal locations where they form the large flocks that give such visual extravaganzas when flying around together in much the same way that Starlings do. In Oxfordshire though they are much less common with just a few records each year. One had dropped into Bicester Wetlands on the 25th March earlier this year but views were distant so I was eager to see if I could better my efforts from that day. I need not have worried since this juvenile bird was incredibly confiding and was totally unperturbed by pretty much anything. We had excellent and prolonged views of the delightful wader, about the size of a Redshank but with much shorter legs, as it fed along the waters edge. The feathering on its back and wings was quite exquisite!

juvenile Knot

The Knot suddenly erupted into flight on 3 separate occasions, allowing for some nice flight shots, each time only moving a few yards along the embankment before settling down to feed again. In flight the tail was often spread and the "barrel" chest was very evident.

The only time that the Knot seemed bothered by anything was when a Herring Gull flew low overhead and then it adopted a much more upright and alert posture. It soon settled down again and continued its foraging once the danger had passed.

After taking a couple of hundred shots (!) Mrs Caley decided enough was enough (!!) and we left the Knot to it. There were a couple of fine adult Little Grebes in this part of the reservoir and I fired off a few shots of a bird that I don't normally spend time on. The red neck and face of the grebes being particularly striking in the sunshine.

Little Grebe (and Coot, top)

We stopped for a disappointingly lukewarm coffee at the marina cafe before deciding to have a quick look for a Turnstone that had been reported by the birder that we'd met earlier. As we walked around F1 a Common Sandpiper, always the most nervous of wader species flew off before we'd got anywhere near it. It was soon disturbed again by other walkers and I grabbed a shot as it flew past. 

Common Sandpiper

I spotted a further 4 Common Sandpipers plus the Turnstone by the outfall pipe on the north side of the reservoir but even before we could start towards them a jogger had unsettled them all and they flew off. Fortunately the Turnstone flew straight towards us. I had noticed through the scope that it was hopping around on just one leg and as it approached you could see that either it had just the single limb or that the other was damaged in some way that it was useless. It's flight was unaffected though.

Turnstone

The Common Sandpipers had flown to the rafts where they quite often loiter in company with Cormorants, of which I counted over 100 today, but there was no sign of the Turnstone so we chose to call it a day and head for home. On the way I tried and failed to get some usable shots of some of the Swallows that were hunting low over the water. For some reason I struggle big time with photographing Swallows, they are more difficult to track than the Martins and are much more erratic in their movements. I settled for taking a few photos of them overhead instead which is much easier but then discovered that I'd forgotten to set the exposure right! Oh well, there's always another time, but that may have to be next year now since a lot of the Swallows will be migrating south soon.

juvenile and adult Swallow

Another Dunlin was scurrying along the edge of the water close to the causeway and I supposed it was another from that seen earlier since it was much more confiding and not nervy like the other. In fact it didn't want to take flight even as we walked right up to it preferring to run past after a few false starts.

juvenile Dunlin

It had been a cracking morning with the Knot the undoubted highlight.