Showing posts with label Bewick's Swan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bewick's Swan. Show all posts

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Swan Feed at WWT Welney


Last Saturday was cold day, teetering on the brink of spring,
but with one foot definitely still in winter. 
We headed off to Norfolk (UK) in search of swans at WWT Welney
This is the migrating season,
so we were not sure how many would still be there ...


We left Ely and Littleport and drove through the fens, 
between dykes and wide fields of black soil. 
You can see which way leads to the swans! 



A hare-spotting walk was in progress when we arrived,
and while we were too late for this,
we kept an eye out for these lovely animals.
We were rewarded with a couple of fairly distant sightings.



The wind was brisk at times,
and there were bursts of activity on the marsh
during the calmer spells. 
We enjoyed keeping an eye open for Reed Buntings. 




We love looking out over the Ouse Washes,
and enjoying the sense of space.
East Anglia is renowned for its wide skies.


Almost all of the Bewick's Swans had already departed 
for their breeding grounds in Russia.
However there were some stunning birds left, 
like the Whooper above and the Mute swan below. 


We watched two swan feeds during our time on the reserve,
each accompanied by a commentary.
I found it particularly helpful to learn
that Whooper swans have a yellow wedge 
(beginning with 'w' for Whooper) on their bill, 
while Bewick's swans have a distinguishing yellow blob
('b', of course, for Bewick's).
Mute swans are easy to recognise
with their orange bills - no mnemonic necessary!
There is a useful swan ID chart here.


The swans were surrounded by male Pochard. 
Most of the females are currently in Spain.


Whooper swans are so elegant ...


... and so are the Wigeon.


How's this for waterfront camouflage?


Pochard have bright eyes,
but the camera seems to have enhanced this particular one a bit! 


There was a bit of feather ruffling going on ...


... and a bit of sleeping. I love the feathers. 


I'm guessing that this duck
 is probably a domestic variant of the Mallard. 


The hares were not very active - but just wait until March arrives!


As the daylight began to fade,
we noticed a Kestrel hovering above the water. 


The sun began to set as huge flocks took to the sky. 
We particularly enjoyed watching the Lapwing. 



A sense of peace pervaded the reserve
in between the frantic bursts of activity.


The sunset was stunning ...


... and the Shelduck were still going about their business.


Welney - what a place!


Every so often it got very stormy. 
This was the view from the the hide
as the dark clouds tried to get the upper hand.


It was soon time
for the evening swan-feed ...


... which was a popular event for birds and humans alike ...


... in bitter temperatures beneath the February moon.

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Postscript

This was the car roof the following morning.


Friday, 29 November 2013

Seasonal Splash ~ Swans at WWT Welney


Whooper Swan, WWT Welney

I had been looking for an opportunity to visit WWT Welney for the winter wild swan feed. It proved to be a memorable and wonderful experience, one that I would highly recommend.


You know you are getting closer to the wetlands around Welney and Hundred Foot Bank when the ornate masts (or towers) of Ely Cathedral, the Ship of the Fens, cross your horizon.


On arrival at WWT Welney, we were greeted by a couple of Mute Swans like the one above. You can see that this particular bird has been ringed. Many Mute Swans make Welney their year-round home. They have distinctive orange bills and are called 'mute' because, unlike other breeds, they do not make much noise, save for the whirring flap of their wings when they are airborne.

Touch-down!

Enter the Whoopers! Whooper and Bewick's Swans flock to the site in their thousands (along with ducks) during the winter migration from Iceland, Siberia and the Arctic Tundra.


As the afternoon light began to dim, more and more swans gathered in preparation for the 15.30 hrs feed. This meal, apparently, is more like an afternoon snack. It keeps the birds satisfied until the 18.30 hrs floodlit swan feed.


East Anglia is renowned for its wide skies, distant horizons and for the quality of its light. This may have been a raw and indifferent November afternoon, but the light on the water was magical.


Some (but not all - see here) believe that the area began to take on its present guise back in 1630 when the Duke of Bedford scheduled an engineer from the Netherlands to implement a drainage scheme in the Fens. This action resulted in the emergence of two new rivers and the flood plain we know as the Ouse Washes. Welney, one of the areas that benefited from the draining scheme, is left to flood each winter, thereby providing the perfect habitat for its over-wintering wildfowl.


There was much wing-flapping along with numerous departures and arrivals ...


... and just occasionally a Swan Lake moment when an eerie hush pervaded, allowing the grace and elegance of the birds to be appreciated by all.


There were moments of preening and moments when the Pochards tried to tweak the swan feathers if the large birds came too close.


It was the swans that had drawn us over to Welney on this occasion, but naturally we were open to all comers. It was a joy to see good numbers of Lapwing (red conservation status).


The photo above intrigued me ... the Whooper's head reflection seems to have been cut in two by the ripples.


The photo above shows the Mute Swans mingling with the Whoopers. There were good numbers of Pochard dodging about in between. 


More arrivals as feeding time draws near! These swans have left their sugar beet fields in the fens and are heading in for a snack of grain.


These swans are all Whoopers. Bewick's Swans also have yellow bills, but are smaller than the Whoopers. The yellow markings differ between the species. You can read about them here.


Time for a mingle ...


... and a chance to eye up the competition in the pecking order.


This drake Pochard seems to know there will be plenty for all.


And finally, the moment arrives. Food, glorious food!


When it comes to the crunch, you have to be in it to win it! It's a case of up tails all ...

  • Words for Wide Skies - a poetry anthology on sale (while stocks last) in the WWT Welney shop. It contains my poem inspired by the hares at the reserve.