And Now My Watch Has Ended

At least for this season. I always get the blues around now, knowing it will be at least 6 months until Spring returns. I do miss them; perhaps more this year than previously because I can’t help feeling we were robbed of a good month.

A lousy June impacted the rest of the season in a way that didn’t allow it to quite catch up. Not just dragonflies. Butterflies have really suffered this year. Even the common species are way down , which may be cyclical and to be expected, or may well be down to more sinister progressions.

I don’t like to delve too deeply into the politics of conservation; I prefer to leave that to the experts. I do however believe that we should take responsibility on a local level rather than blame a worldwide trend. In other words don’t start blaming forces out of your immediate control as the cause of species decline you sip your G & T’s on your concrete patio looking over your pristine lawn.

I did have a fabulous season this year. A chance to step back even further, slow down even more and appreciate the wonders at an intimate level. The chase became a prowl, patience replaced the rush, even the quietest moments were cherished.

It’s a pleasant feeling to be able to walk rather than run. Take it all in. Breathe the air, feel the wind. Relish the moment the clouds recede and the warmth explodes in a confusion of life. Better than any firework display I’ve ever seen, although wouldn’t it be wonderful to have a spectacular closing ceremony before winter sets in?

In Spring we have a dress rehearsal with Large Red, Azure, Blue-tailed and Red-eyed before the true opening ceremony around May and a festival of treats throughout summer. By the time we get to Autumn the last to leave the party are the stragglers.

There are still a few Migrant and Southern Hawkers around, a bevy of Common Darters and reports still coming in of Willow Emerald.

The latter are certainly one of the success stories this year, having colonised yet more places with Buckinghamshire having their first sightings this year. Hampshire next season? It’ll be nice to have them appear on my own patch, offering a reason to extend the season further. In the meantime let us celebrate their continued success.

We can also celebrate the influx of a few Vagrant Emperor too – from the Scilly Isles to Orkney! As with all migrants a sighting relies on more luck than planning, which is how I prefer it. The excitement of a rare is always enhanced when you’re not expecting it.

So here’s to next season. I have a gut feeling it will be a good one. In the meantime I’ll leave you with a short film from Aaron Cook who I was pleased to finally meet up with again in July.

In Search of the Brilliant Emerald Dragonfly with Paul Ritchie from Aaron Cook on Vimeo.

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on And Now My Watch Has Ended

Swan Song?

It’s been over two weeks since my last entry, for which I can only apologise. The reason being the noticeable feeling that the season was definitely on the wane.

A day after my last trip to Bramshill Mike Barnet and I decided to pay a visit to Priddy. Unfortunately the weather wasn’t on our side, and by the time the sun appeared it was just a little too late to raise the temperature enough.

There were a few Moorland Hawker around, but far too busy seeking females around the margins. Surprisingly the Emperor from my previous visit was still holding on; battle-scarred and submissive in any conflict today.

Across the other side I found two Southern; one giving my only worthwhile opportunity of the day.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

My experience at Priddy put a damper on my enthusiasm so it was a fortnight before I ventured out again for a walk around Ramsdown and Town Common. A ‘walk’ being the aim of the day. Any Odos would be a bonus.

There were a few Black and Common Darters scattered among the heath and at Hawker Alley a couple of Migrant hawked the treeline while a few Common Darter made use of the puddles along the track.

The hidden pond produced a Southern which disappeared when a Bat flew in for a drink.

Noctule Bat (Nyctalus noctula)

Noctule Bat (Nyctalus noctula)

Approaching the hill pond I noticed a male Southern patrolling which would’ve kept me busy had it not been from a Moorland seeing him off before disappearing himself.

Despite a three mile walk around Town Common that rather magical moment with the Bat turned out to be the shot from the day.

These diminishing returns are usually the catalyst for calling time on the season except I couldn’t let it fizzle out without a final visit to Bramshill. With the ‘just a walk’ mentality in place Sue & I walked the increasingly saturated paths to the ponds.

The usual bobbing Common and Ruddy Darters and a female Southern disappearing out of view across the clearing looked promising at first but the three small ponds had only a couple of tandem Common Darter pairs across the water.

A break in the clouds provided a magical moment when the mossy pond filled with golden light, creating a hive of activity. Mainly Common Darters, but the amount was impressive for this late in the season.

Common Darter (Sympetrum striolatum) - pair in-cop

Common Darter (Sympetrum striolatum) – pair in-cop

Just the one Hawker, a Migrant patrolling the far shore, bullying any tandem pair which got in his way. A walk through the woods showed a few more Migrant, a male Southern and a few Common Darters while Long Lake belonged to the water fowl.

A final look in at the mossy pond finally produced an opportunity with a willing Southern.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

Once again I waited all day to get a shot worthy of going home with and the moment shared with my quarry filled me with the joy I hadn’t experienced weeks.

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on Swan Song?

Southern Harmony

Sunday 11th September

It must be two months since we visited Bentley Wood; possibly a combination of being eaten alive by horseflies on our last visit or just being busy elsewhere, but our absence certainly made us appreciate it’s qualities.

We could have drawn a blank  but I’m pleased we had the late summer bonanza worthy of a truly excellent dragonfly day. I didn’t get the Southern pair I wished for, although we did see two pairings – both flying far and high into the trees, which makes me think my only previous opportunity seven years ago was pure luck.

We had enough Southern and Migrant action to keep me busy and more than content. The Southern weren’t the most aggressive; that prize went to the Migrant, who this season have continually been the bullies on the block. During one battle the Southern was grounded by the Migrant and the latter stayed around as if to say ‘stay down’.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

It’s a behaviour I haven’t witnessed to such a degree before. Migrant usually back off and mind their own business, preferring not to start the fight. The inexperience of just-mature adult Southern adversaries might goad them on, but I’ve seen Migrant attack all comers this season.

On the way out I unintentionally disturbed a female Southern along the path. Thankfully she stayed low and local, perching up nearby where Sue saw her land. Such was her perfectly-camouflaged choice that I failed to see her for what seemed like ages.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - female

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – female

A thoroughly enjoyable afternoon considering it wasn’t planned.

Tuesday 13th September

I couldn’t risk another day hoping for results at Ramsdown so Bramshill it was. Knowing full well I might just be repeating myself there is always the chance of the unexpected. Reason enough for a journey which isn’t much further than East Dorset.

The ponds were quiet so I continued along the path to Long Lake where I set up camp watching the Migrant, Ruddy and Common Blue. The Migrant were perching frequently on the bulrush, offering the first opportunities of the day.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male

I have a preference for profile shots, but won’t refuse the classic from the back if the setting allows.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male

Just as I was about to move on a male Southern flew in and kept me amused by being totally unpredictable, so I watched and waited until he felt comfortable enough to oblige.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

.My final subject of the day was a male Southern patrolling the darkest corners of the mossy pond, but this wasn’t where I wanted him today. Once again I persevered and coaxed him out above the moss for the perfect finish.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

If you click on the image you will see a gif compiled from three consecutive burst as he briefly hovered above the moss.

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on Southern Harmony

Hobson’s Choice

Ramsdown & Troublefield Wednesday 7th September

Despite the conditions being more than suitable it was surprisingly quiet at Ramsdown. The hidden pond was the first to oblige with a resident Southern Hawker offering some sport.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

At the hill pond Common Darters engaged in territorial disputes and ovipositing out on the water while Common Emerald and Black Darter decorated the fringes.

Black Darter (Sympetrum danae) - male

Black Darter (Sympetrum danae) – male

An old male Emperor hung on at the far corner, which was a nice surprise. Perhaps due to his aged condition he spent more time perched deep within the rushes rather than patrolling.

Back at Hawker Alley I had a Southern Hawker perch, albeit deep in the shade of the gorse.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

After failing to find any agreeable action at the other ponds I tentatively made my way across to Troublefield where only a couple of Migrant and a selection of Common Darters punctuated an unnecessary stroll through foot-wrenching terrain.

It all seemed hard work for little reward, which shouldn’t be the case for either location as in previous years they’ve more than satisfied in early September.

Bramshill Thursday 8th September

Thursday’s visit to Bramshill was much better. Sue had the day off and we were barely out of the car when our first Southern Hawker was spotted patrolling low and feeding along the lane.

At the ponds we bumped into Mike (Barnett) and busied ourselves with the resident Migrants. Having missed one pairing at the first pond I arrived at just the right moment at the second as a pair alighted perfectly on a dead bulrush stem.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - pair in-cop

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – pair in-cop

Before Mike could grab a shot they lifted into the trees on the far side and allowed Mike a few shots before he attempted to reposition them, resulting in the perfect opportunity to offer a sense of scale.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - pair in-cop

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – pair in-cop

On the way to the mossy pond Sue had encountered a female Southern Hawker ovipositing into bramble. She rose at my approach and lifted into the trees where a little fill flash was needed to make the best of an opportunity.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - female

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – female

At the Mossy pond a couple of Migrant were present, being comically bullied by tenacious Common Emeralds rising from the rushes while the Ruddy retained their cool demeanor around the margins.

A young male Southern kept me busy in the shade, typically unpredictable in his youth and frequently too close to capture but tenacity and perseverance resulted in a frame-filling close encounter.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

When the temperature started to fall activity slowed and Common Darters took position atop tall stems. It was time for us too to head home to roost until next time.

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on Hobson’s Choice

The Changing of the Seasons

Monday 29th August

Bank Holiday weekends mean the New Forest and East Dorset honeypots are best avoided and we always try to travel in the opposite direction. Our needs were peace, tranquility and a good chance of enjoying some dragonfly photography, so once again Bramshill won the toss.

There was a definite chill in the air and some of the leaves were already turning to bronze as we walked to the ponds. The same Brown Hawker from last week was patrolling along with a couple of male Migrant and the usual cast of Common, Ruddy, Common Blue, Azure and Blue-tailed.

When a female Migrant appeared she was pursued by both patrolling males but she wasn’t interested in anything else but dropping her cargo of already-fertilised eggs. Then somewhat surprisingly she disappeared deep into the thicket. I watched as she circled the boughs within the shadows before perching out of sight and reach behind one of the trunks.

Sue alerted me to a mating pair of Ruddy Darters perched low along the mossy fringes; typically jumpy but thankfully settling just long enough to capture.

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) - pair in-cop

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) – pair in-cop

Over in a shaded corner a Migrant gave me some excellent sport and alternative photography methods. I used to only concentrate on well-lit and open-flying in-flight subjects yet dark & shady aspects can present some interesting challenges and pleasing results.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male in-flight

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male in-flight

While this chap stayed within the close confines of his shaded corner another male was patrolling a small area around and over a small patch of reeds and occasionally would fly out across the moss before returning. This was the aspect and background I hankered after so I waited patiently for the opportunity.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male in-flight

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male in-flight

Along the edges of the moss a male Ruddy Darter perched low upon a grass stem against a colourful background of late summer wild flowers, frequently rising and repositioning while I searched for the most pleasing aspect.

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) - male

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) – male

At Long Lake the frequent burst of late summer warmth brought out armies of damselflies skimming the surface with opportunistic fish attacking from underneath. A couple of Migrant and a tatty male Brown patrolled the bulrushes while a female released her burden in the depths of emerging plants.

One of the extraordinary behaviours of the Migrant is their unusual way of perching. Unlike most hawkers they don’t adhere to the hanging method; suspending themselves head up and tail down from a suitable perch. Quite often they will perch horizontally or even face down on the bent sections of bulrush.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male

Along the mossy fringes a couple of male Ruddy offered contrasts to the Common Blue and Emerald taking refuge and the sight of a late and battle-scarred Four-spotted Chaser brought a smile to my face. Well done sir – what a trooper!

Four-spotted Chaser (Libellula quadrimaculata) - male

Four-spotted Chaser (Libellula quadrimaculata) – male

A Southern Hawker briefly appeared to hassle the Migrant before disappearing into the woods so I persevered with the latter, watching and waiting until he came close enough to warrant raising the camera.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male in-flight

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male in-flight

Besides, and maybe due to,  the morning chills there a definite signs of the waning season, so when the sun shines enough to raise the temperature I’ll spend September at those places where the hawkers provide both the spectacle and the sport.

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on The Changing of the Seasons

In the Heat of the Moment

Tuesday 23rd August

Another two days of glorious sunshine which certainly produced the goods. With temperatures expecting to reach 30°C+ and reasonably light winds the conditions were perfect for some pond action; at least until mid-afternoon.

Wednesday I had a field trip scheduled so on Tuesday I selfishly indulged while scouting Bramshill for the best action and variety. Arriving shortly after 10.00am it was already sweltering which meant that all warm-ups were completed and the ponds were in full swing.

Each pond in the clearing has its own personality. The middle pond offered the best spectacle with plenty of Common Blue acroos the water and around the margins.

Common Blue Damselfly (Enallagma cyathigerum) - male

Common Blue Damselfly (Enallagma cyathigerum) – male

Common Emerald some Azure and a few Blue-tailed shared the space along with several tandem pairs of Common Darter and a few Ruddy adding variety. However this is hawker season and I spent some time just watching the show.

Two or three Migrant Hawkers were weaving in and out the bulrushes, frequently flying through the shaded half which didn’t offer the best in-flight opportunities. A male Brown put on a spectacular show gliding along an almost predictable figure of eight path high above the surface, offering a great chance for some panning practice, but just a pleasure to watch.

Along the gorse hedge a male Southern wove back & forth above the scrub for a while before crossing the causeway to mirror his pattern, avoiding the water and circling yours truly.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

Here was my subject. Brilliantly dapper in his youthful vibrancy contrasting nicely with the subdued tones of the dry scrub. What more could you possibly want? Well, an opportunity for a face-to-face shot will do nicely.

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

At the far pond another male Brown Hawker was holding court along with a Migrant among the procession of Common Darters and more Ruddy, however the Common Emerald was the dominant damsel here.

The rising heat didn’t warrant walking too far so a brief stroll along hawker alley returning along the shore of Long Lake offered some diversity with both Red-eyed species present but the stiff breeze and humid heat kept the hawker action down. However in the sheltered micro-climate of the bulrushes a male offered a pleasing opportunity.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - male

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – male

Returning to the ponds the earlier action over the open pools had all but seized so I decided to finish the day back with the Ruddy Darters at the pond offering some shade. The hottest part of the day resulting in the pleasing ‘obelisk’ position as he attempted to cool down.

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) - male

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) – male

With most of the dragonflies having gone to cool down I too called it day. Cracking day though, showing Bramshill at it’s best 🙂

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on In the Heat of the Moment

Gone Fishing

Monday 15th August

There is no doubt in my mind that the Moorland (Common to you nationalists) Hawker is right at the top of my hawker list. Why? Well, here in Hampshire ,despite we are a tad blessed with the New Forest, it defies it’s British name.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

Thankfully there are a few strongholds where it thrives. The hills of Wales and Scotland, the moors of North Lincolnshire and, my personal favourite due to being in reach, Priddy Mineries in Somerset.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

Ironically I’d had my first sightings here in the New Forest with three males and two females over the course of two days which would no doubt satisfy most observers, but there was no way I would forego a trip to Priddy – especially with our second summer.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

Arriving just after 11.00am the hawkers were already patrolling the northern shore and I stopped a while to get some practice with a couple of Moorland and a Brown patrolling the north-eastern corner.

Brown Hawker (Aeshna grandis) - male

Brown Hawker (Aeshna grandis) – male

The pool at the entrance had just the one over the reeds some distance from shore; it’s a little later in the season when they’re brave enough to parade in front of picnickers and dog walkers.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

A lone Emperor was patrolling half way along the causeway while a very mature Four-spotted Chaser occasionally lifted from his chosen perch. There were more Moorlands and even a Brown at the already occupied fishing stands however my favourite spot is the boggy north-western watershed.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

Beyond the shore a Brown Hawker tussled for territory with an Emperor while a couple of Moorland explored the edges for secretive ovipositing females of which I noticed two during my stay. Occasionally a male would shoot out to pick a fight with the Emperor, seemingly just for the fun of it.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

Unlike other hawkers the Moorland rarely maintains a constant patrol for long, frequently choosing to fly some distance uphill, a journey you can follow easily as he flies towards the sun.

When they do come in they more or less follow the same path low down and close to shore investigating every nook & cranny. These are the moments I wait for; predicting his path and waiting until he’s close enough to enable  maximum detail, although sometimes he can get a little too close.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

A such a fine day there were more photographers present than I’ve seen before. Across the pond I could see the familiar blue-shirted figure of Mike Dimery mirroring my rooted stance and intense concentration at his favourite corner.

Mike joined me for a chat and Jerry popped in after a day at the levels with an Osprey, wishing he’d brought the ‘other’ lens.

I should also give a shout out to Nigel Kendall who I completely failed to recognise despite having shown him the Scarce Blue-tailed some years back. My apologies Nigel, your quiet demeanor and my selective memory for faces no doubt to blame.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

So a fine day with fabulous weather and more than enough to keep me amused, and some friendly faces for a little sociability.

At least when I took my mind of those hawkers…..

 

 

Posted in Blog | 2 Comments

A Welcome Return

Friday 12th August

Friday was one of those days that took a long time to get going in more ways than one. An early commitment delayed my start by an hour, and the subsequent journey was hampered by holiday traffic, so it was 11.00am by the time I arrived at Town Common.

Too late for hawker alley on a day like this. They’d all be off feeding. Not one hawker the whole length of the old railway either; nor the returning back track. Where the hell were they all? Not over water as the only patrollers were an Emperor and a bevy of Black Darters, Common Darters, Common Emeralds and a few Azure.

After a check of the clearing, the hidden pond and Hill Pond at Ramsdown I was starting to feel a little disheartened. Only a Black Darter gave me something to engage with.

Black Darter (Sympetrum danae) - male

Black Darter (Sympetrum danae) – male

Back at the clearing there were a couple of Brown Hawkers feeding along the tree line and a Migrant holed up in the gorse.

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) - immature male

Migrant Hawker (Aeshna mixta) – immature male

I headed towards the small heath pond and spotted a couple of male Moorland Hawkers hunting the area, occasionally coming to blows and, more importantly, checking out the pond from high.

Finally one came in and proceeded to put on a low-level show around this almost-dry waterhole. Just the ticket for this fellow, and just what I’d been waiting for all day.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

That’ll do 🙂

Sunday 15th August

On Sunday Sue & I took a drive to Cadnam Common to see how things were going and at first glance the pond didn’t look too promising.

Water levels were down and  filthy, with a deep scum of what I can only describe as silage ruining the usually clear surface. Only a few Common Darters were present along with a few Common Emerald and Small Red. Just as I was about to turn heal in came a reason to stay.

Flying high above the pond and occasionally engaging with the resident Emperor was the unmistakeable sight of a Moorland.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

This is usually a rare treat for this pond, and most unusual considering there wasn’t a Southern laying claim. I however did find an immature Southern and Migrant in the gorse during one of the frequent cloudier moments.

When the sun returned so did our Moorland, until he spotted a female we had completely failed to notice. His first two attempts failed but third time lucky and that was my subject gone for half-an-hour.

Thankfully he returned after his conquest and I did my best to grab a sharp shot against the cryptic background of the surface, but it did make for an interesting bokeh.

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) - male

Moorland Hawker (Aeshna juncea) – male

Despite not managing to get the shot I really wanted I was more than happy they were present here again this season. That’s three males and two females seen within as many days in the New Forest.

Now that’s something to celebrate!

 

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on A Welcome Return

Four Weeks On at Bramshill

Tuesday 9th August

Is it really four weeks since I took a trip to Bramshill? Besides the time factor it seemed to be the ideal choice for the best of the sunshine; for the morning at least.

The first hawker I encountered was a Brown; perched among the gorse until I came into view and then he was off across the trees as usual. I saw two more disappear along hawker alley, which was now alive with Common Darters, a role previously held by the Black-tailed Skimmers, rising before you to return to the gravel track or into the treeline.

It had been a cold morning, and the sun took a while to warm things up. Across the water were the usual Common Blue, Blue-tailed and Red-eyed damselflies; the latter beginning to look a little tired. Nothing larger at this hour.

Common Blue (Enallagma cyathigerum) - pair in-cop

Common Blue (Enallagma cyathigerum) – pair in-cop

I decided to burn some calories checking out the rides and other ponds but didn’t raise any more hawkers until I reached the triangle where a male Southern rose and an Emperor was feeding low along the gorse hedge. A couple more rose from the undergrowth as my boots drew near.

Returning to Long Lake I took a paddle along the shore noticing the water levels had receded significantly from the treeline, but the remaining mosses provided the perfect background for a late Four-spotted Chaser.

Four-spotted Chaser  (Libellula quadrimaculata) - male

Four-spotted Chaser (Libellula quadrimaculata) – male

Likewise a Keeled Skimmer.

Keeled Skimmer (Orthetrum coerulescens) - male

Keeled Skimmer (Orthetrum coerulescens) – male

The vibrant green moss was also perfect for showing off a pair of Blue-tailed.

Blue-tailed Damselfly (Ischnura elegans) - pair in-cop

Blue-tailed Damselfly (Ischnura elegans) – pair in-cop

The next welcome surprise was a female Southern Hawker, disturbed from her perch and providing a brief overhead display before frustratingly choosing to perch high in the trees. Shortly after I spotted my first male of the day rise from the gorse and tentatively approach before deciding to put some distance between us.

Even the ponds failed to show an Emperor or indeed anything large today,; the largest candidate being a male Broad-bodied Chaser looking a tad lonely.

Plenty of damsel action among the reeds and rushes though, and Common Darters were either holding territory or leading their mates in tandem to oviposit, but my focus here was the Ruddy which I’ve always found rather tricky to show at their best.

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) - male

Ruddy Darter (Sympetrum sanguineum) – male

On the way out I had another look for that female Southern to no avail, but I did disturb a male who flew down the track and landed perfectly for just a second. Unfortunately I was miles away so here’s a poor, highly-cropped record shot 😉

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) - male

Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) – male

Near the gate there was another male hunting in among the ferns, deep in shadow and impossible to capture. I watched for twenty minutes and ran out od energy well before he did 🙂

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on Four Weeks On at Bramshill

Back In The Saddle

Saturday 6th August

The recent tech experience had killed my motivation to get out and enjoy myself doing exactly what I should be doing. The problem was where to begin? I needed a day to recharge the batteries, with enough interest and opportunity to keep me busy.

After much discussion on Friday evening we decided to take a trip and having failed to find them a couple of weeks ago we decided to have another go at finding some Willow Emeralds.

Willow Emerald (Lestes viridis) - immature male

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – immature male

A chat with Marc Heath decided upon the venue and we surprisingly arrived on schedule at 10.00am under glorious sunshine. The ditch I’d had my eye on while perusing the map turned out to be the very one where fresh individuals were rising from emergence towards the treeline on the other side of the track.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - teneral male

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – teneral male

It was rough going through the dense undergrowth of the steep bank, but if you could stay upright survive the nettles the rewards were plentiful.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - teneral female

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – teneral female

Besides the Willow there were plenty of Common Emerald lining the bank which gave you a speed lesson in the major differences between the two species. On one occasion we observed a male Common Emerald grab a female Willow and attempt a pairing, managing to grab her by the neck and spend a little time in tandem before parting.

The majority of the Willows were found along a pathway perched along the treeline, usually in shadow or against the sun, and despite the obvious challenges made for a pleasing environmental study.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - immature male

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – immature male

Sharing this tree-lined pathway were several immature Migrant Hawkers and a couple of Southern flew through hunting their breakfast. Most of the Willows were perched high and well beyond our reach but occasionally we would find one perched at eye level.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - immature male

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – immature male

Returning to the bank our attention was diverted by a patrolling Brown Hawker, surprisingly predictable on his chosen patrol and ripe for an interlude of in-flight addiction.

Brown Hawker (Aeshna grandis) - male

Brown Hawker (Aeshna grandis) – male

With a pleasing image in the bag we returned to the target species.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - immature female

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – immature female

Marc had to call it a day around lunch time while I continued for another hour seeking out a willing subject.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - immature male

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – immature male

After the reasonable bounty of the morning the sightings became fewer, no doubt all the immature individuals had retreated into the shade and safety of the woods, a theory born out by this female I found along a dark & shady path.

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) - immature female

Willow Emerald (Chalcolestes viridis) – immature female

After four enjoyable hours we called it a day and headed off for some refreshment before taking a leisurely drive back. Thankfully getting back on the horse was much easier, although I became saddle-sore much sooner than I normally do this far into the season.

Thanks to Marc for his help and hospitality for an enjoyable day, and one to be repeated soon when the adults are on the wing.

Posted in Blog | Comments Off on Back In The Saddle