Saturday, 2 September 2017

Little devils

There are only a few days left of the summer holidays, so I took the kids for a walk around Yoesden. It's always a brilliant place to see butterflies and they love hunting around for bugs, but now is also the perfect time to see the devil's-bit scabious that flowers in a part of the reserve known as the hole in the woods.  A carpet of purple pincushions, covered in bees and butterflies, is such an amazing sight!

I took two cameras with me and almost as soon as we arrived the kids took one each, leaving me with no camera! Bug Mad Girl headed off to try and get pictures of the little blue butterflies that were all over the slope.
Using stealth tactics to creep up on the butterflies
There were definitely Adonis blues still flying, but many were very old and tattered, so it was hard to tell them apart from the common blues. She got some nice photos, but often seemed to have trouble with a stray blade of grass in the way (I know that problem well!)

Male adonis blue

Female Adonis blue
There were lots of other butterflies flying, including small tortoiseshells, speckled woods, commas, small heaths, red admirals and a beautiful, newly emerged brimstone. She got a lovely photograph of a male brimstone on a devil's-bit scabious flower.

She also took this photo of a bee with its head stuck into a gentian flower.

Her little brother took my other camera and took several hundred out of focus photos of everything, including his hand, the sky, grass, butterflies etc. Landscapes seem to be his thing though and he took a nice photo of the view from the top of the slope.

I showed him how to get the camera in focus and he managed to photograph a comma on some blackberries, which he took by balancing the camera on a fence post to keep it steady.

I finally wrestled one of the cameras off the kids and took some photos myself. The devil's-bit scabious was as wonderful as I'd hoped and I even found some white flowers, which seems quite unusual.

A single flower is beautiful, but the expression "the whole is greater than the sum of its parts" definitely applies here and the flowers are most spectacular when viewed en masse (especially with a couple of bug hunters buried in the middle of them!).

I love that they both seem keen to take some photos, but I'm really going to have to make sure we all have a camera each!

Thursday, 31 August 2017

Heir Island

During our recent holiday to Ireland, we spent three days on Heir Island. 1 km wide and 2.5 km long, it's about as far South as you can get in Ireland and is just off the West Coast of Cork, next to Sherkin Island and Cape Clear Island. It's only a five minute ferry ride from the mainland, but there are very few people (about 25 residents, plus a few day trippers and holiday makers) and only a handful of cars. We weren't quite sure what it would be like, but it was exciting to give and a go and have a look .... turns out it was absolutely beautiful!

The bridge of Paris - the centre of the island and as built up it got!
The scenery was breath taking and we had views across the other islands, right out to Fastnet and the lighthouse.
Cape Clear Island

Fastnet in the distance
We were lucky as there was hardly any wind while we were there, so the sea was as flat as a mill pond. (Not sure it's always like that!)
Down by the bridge of Paris
An island across the bay with some windswept trees and a derelict house -
apparently the island is for sale for 1 million euros

You can see the pink tower of Kilcoe Castle (owned by Jeremy Irons) between
the masts of the white boat
Traditionally it was a fishing community and you can still watch the fishermen from the island go out to check their lobster and crab pots each day.
Lobster pots

Rusty anchors left up against a wall - they looked like talons reaching
out of the undergrowth
We really enjoyed the peace and quiet and the chance to ramble around and explore the island. The kids swam (in wetsuits, it wasn't that warm!), explored rock pools and scoured the beaches at low tide for shells.
Going for a swim

It was a bit chilly

Low tide treasures
Bug Mad Girl can't resist a rock pool, in fact she likes them best when they're deep enough for her to actually get in them! Her best find was a very strange looking thing that she emerged from the sea clutching.

It was a sea cucumber that was about 25cm long and looked like a black slimy lump of sausage shaped jelly. When she put it in the water it obviously had short tentacles and it had sucker feet that held on to her and a bright orange underside.

Sea cucumbers are related to starfish and sea urchins and apparently you can eat them, but we weren't tempted and made sure it went safely back to the sea!
It was quite a find - she was very pleased with it!
We later found out it was called a cotton spinner, as it can shoot out a string of mucus to deter predators. This crab ran towards it after we had put it back in the water and got caught up in the 'cotton' that the sea cucumber squirted at it.

The 'cotton' can be seen hanging down from the crab
One end of the island ended in steep cliffs, topped by a colourful carpet of gorse, heather and wildflowers.
Heather and gorse
Western eyebright - much chunkier than the Chiltern eyebright we get at home

Lousewort - very pretty
The cliffs were covered in mosses, lichens and flowers.

There were lots of bees up there and we saw a few butterflies and moths.

One of the bees - not very happy about having a camera in its face!

Burnet moth
We found lots of crab claws and shells, where the sea birds had taken them onto the top of the cliff to eat. There were also several little piles of bones, but we couldn't piece them back together to work out what they were.

Crab claws
There were lots of great birds on the island, but a few stood out. 

The cormorants looked like pterodactyls lined up on the rocks out at sea

Big black and grey hooded crows picked through the mud
and sat on the telephone poles.
Lovely little wagtails
There was a small flock of starlings on the island, that gave us the spectacle of a mini-murmuration each evening. We also heard the curlews and saw them fly over head from one side of the island to the other at dusk. However my favourite birds had to be the masses of swallows that lined up on the telephone wires and dived and swooped all around us.

The stone walls were full of beautiful ferns and mosses.

Our evening entertainment was crabbing off the small pier next to the bridge. The crabs can't resist a piece of bacon on a line and hang on tight once they've got it.
Sometimes you can get a lot of crabs on the bacon.
We always put them back in the sea, but they occasionally
get their own back!
 As the sun went down, the views only got better! What a wonderful place!