There was a Kestrel overhead and as I made my way onto the reserve proper and up onto the upper level I heard the unmistakeable sound of a Whitethroat. It was nice to know they are back.
|Whitethroat on Gorse|
I then continued over to the beach and walked towards a Raven's Nest that is perched on the cliffs and looked to see how big the five chicks were getting. They can't be far from fledging. As I was approaching them a few Whimbrel flew from the upper tide line down to the rocks at the waters edge. Near the Raven's nest is an area where Sand Martins breed and I always try and get a photo but they are difficult to say the least.
I continued my walk and there were Wheatears everywhere but none were in close range. I came up to the area where the Green-winged Orchids were in full bloom. This particular spot is the only place in Ireland where they grow.
|Meadow Pipit with a Feast of Flies|
Now the "Photograph I did not take" was very frustrating. I popped into Downpatrick to pick up some petrol for my lawnmower and as I was almost into the town I looked up and saw what I thought was an Osprey. It was. It then flew towards the Quoile river hovered and plunged down out of sight. I parked the car ran to the waters edge and by this time it was heading off down the river past the Quoile Countryside Centre. So I ran back to car and drove to the first parking space beyond the centre and there close in it was hovering before diving into the river. This was happening no further than 20 yards in front of me and I didn't have my camera or my binoculars :-( On the one hand it was so exciting watching it yet on the other not being able to photograph it was galling. On the plus side there was a father and his two children walking by and I called them over to have a look and they were thrilled to see the Osprey having never seen one before.