Swifts and Swallows

 A trip out to Wiltshire on Thursday for work took me to Lacock, the well-preserved old village that’s owned by the National Trust. While there, I looked up and saw my first Swift of 2025, followed seconds later by my first Swallow! A great start to the month of May. After a very warm April, summer is most definitely almost here.

How does this compare with previous first sightings of these wonderful summer visitors? Well, I keep track of this sort of thing, so I can say that as far as the Swifts are concerned, my first sighting of them in 2024 was 12th May (in East Finchley), compared with 11th May in 2023 (also East Finchley) and 5th May in 2022 (Burford). For Swallows, my first sighting of them last year was 28th April (at the Stonehenge visitor centre), 9th April in 2023 (East Finchley) and 28th April in 2022 (Pembroke). This must be the first time I’ve had my first sighting of both in the same place and on the same day!

Birding in Spain

At the back end of February we went to Spain for a few days with some friends. We stayed in San Lorenzo de el Escorial, not far from Madrid, and I took every opportunity I could to have a wander around the lovely town and surrounding countryside to see what I could see. 

Most of the birds I encountered were ones I see at home — Great Tits, Magpies, Chaffinches, the ubiquitous Feral Pigeons and a fair few House Sparrows in the town itself. 

Buzzards and Red Kites were seen overhead; so far, so Cotswolds but there were some continental specialities to be found. In the town itself I encountered a Serin in a tree; a rarity in Britain but a resident species in Spain. Have I ever seen one before? I’m not sure. In the square by the monastery were lots of White Wagtails — very similar to our Pied Wagtails which are in fact a subspecies which predominates in Britain and Ireland!

For me, though, the highlight was a flock of… well, the were lovely-looking birds with black caps and light blue wings and tails, but what are they exactly?

My ever-reliable copy of the Collins Bird Guide (second edition), which I always take with me on trips to Europe, says that these beautiful and evidently highly sociable birds are Azure-Winged Magpies, which breed only on the Iberian Peninsular (ie. Spain and Portugal) and, err, in the Far East. Odd? Yes. However, recent research into bird genetics has shown that the ones in Spain and Portugal are in fact a different species that just happens to look exactly the same as the Oriental ones. So the ones I saw were in fact Iberian Magpies. A lifer for me — and definitely the ornithological highlight of my trip to Spain! 

2024 highlights

Looking back on the year, as you do at this time, several birding highlights stand out for me.

First, by some distance, was a trip to Wales in May, during which I went on a boat trip out of Tenby, going around Caldey Island. Just off Caldey is St Margaret’s Island, which is home to a large seabird colony. There were Cormorants, there were Guillemots, there were Razorbills, there were Kittiwakes — but best of all, there were Puffins. It wasn’t the first time I’d done that boat trip, but it was the first time I have ever seen Puffins, and that made the whole thing worthwhile. They had abandoned the island a few years ago thanks to a rat infestation (as they nest in burrows atop cliffs, Puffins are very vulnerable to this), but they have returned although they’re now using rock fissures which precludes this particular colony (only a handful of breeding pairs) from expanding. Puffins have been on my birding wish-list for a while, so getting to see them was incredibly gratifying. 

I’ve been to Suffolk a couple of times this year. While there in March, I went to Minsmere (one of the finest RSPB reserves in the country) and had a wonderful time. No Bitterns, alas, but in one of the hides a volunteer pointed out a rare sighting indeed — Lesser Scaup. Had I not had the benefit of his wisdom, doubtless I would have logged it was a funny-looking Tufted Duck! Only afterwards did it occur to me that I should have asked how he knew it was that and not a regular Scaup (which is still rare but at least it has its own page in the RSPB Handbook of British Birds (fifth edition), unlike the Lesser Scaup which is listed in tye ‘Rarities’ section at the back.

In September I was back in Suffolk, staying at Southwold. While there, I went for a few bike rides, exploring some of the local churches as well as birding. The highlight in terms of the latter was a Yellow Wagtail in the fields between Southwold (the town) and Southwold Harbour, and six Spoonbills on the Blyth Estuary (specifically, seen from the bird hide a short walk out of Blythburgh; said hide contained an abandoned Swallow’s nest, interestingly enough). 

Closer to home, the bird walks at Brent Reservoir with my local RSPB group yielded some good sightings. The reservoir itself was drained earlier this year, and as a result we saw Water Rail and Snipe from the hide, as well as a the head of a Tawney Owl poking out from a tree-hollow and a Peregrine perched atop a nearby block of flats. I would like to do these walls more often, if my diary allows!

In Barcelona in a sweltering July, I visited the amazing Sagrada Familia, an amazing building which, from a purely birding perspective, is home to Crag Martins which nest in the towers! Also in Barcelona were many Monk Parakeets, which (unlike the Ring-necked Parakeets we get here in London) are originally from South America. 

And then, in October, there was Canada, of which the birding highlight had to be the Hawk Watch in Toronto’s High Park.

An enjoyable birding year! I look forward to seeing what 2025 brings. 

December round-up

Not a bad month, birding-wise.

Only one excursion, to the East India Dock Basin early in the month. Other than that, I’ve kept it local!

Locally, quite a few sightings, and plenty of action on the feeder — Stalings, Blue Tits, Goldfinches, Great Tits, the occasional Coal Tit and (inevitably) Ring-necked Parakeets, with Feral Pigeons and Woodpigeons going for whatever falls to the ground. As well as peanuts and suet blocks, we have some regular assorted bird seed into which I am mixing extra nyjer seeds. The latter is very popular, and is usually finished within a day or so! The squirrel-baffler continues to do its job. 

Elsewhere in East Finchley, there have been what I like to call the regulars — Carrion Crows, Magpies and overflying Black-headed Gulls in addition to the above. Lots of Starlings in the trees, and a very obliging Robin near the Tube station who hung around for long enough for me to take a photo, with the surrounding branches framing him rather well.

Redwings continue to be spotted, and I’ve seen a couple of Pied Wagtails near the cafe in Cherry Tree Wood. There was the occasional Jay, and a male Blackcap a few Long-tailed Tits. 

Finally, a trip out to the Cotswolds for work added Red Kites, Pheasants, Rooks, Jackdaws and a Buzzard on my sole trip beyond the M25 this month!

As the year reaches its end, my mind wanders back to the birding highlights of 2024, looks forward to new birding adventures in 2025 and contemplates the unread bird-related books on my shelves!

Birding in Canada

Last month Allison and I went on holiday to Canada. We had a lovely time visiting friends and relatives in Manitoba and Ontario, saw the Northern Lights (a first-time sighting for me, and they were spectacular) — and I had the chance to get some birding in. 

Birding in another country is always fun because it offers the (always exciting) chance to see birds I wouldn’t see at home. Birding on another continent takes it to another level! 

That said, I got a good spot in before we even took off from Heathrow Airport. Glancing out of the window as the plane taxied towards the runway, I saw a female Kestrel hovering over the grass, mere yards from the tarmac. 

In rural Manitoba I managed some good sightings, including a couple of lifers like White-crowned Sparrows and a lovely-looking Eastern Bluebird in addition to the birds I’ve seen there on previous trips — Blue Jays, Dark-eyed Juncos, American Crows and many, many Canada Geese. Most impressive was a Bald Eagle soaring overhead. My first thought was: “surely not?” — but as it turns out, it’s well within their range, and what else could it have possibly been? Another lifer!

To Ontario next, for a few relaxing days at the cottage in Muskoka. I was happy enough with the Common Loons on the lake (it doesn’t feel like a trip to the cottage without a loon sighting), but a family of swans (two adults and a cygnet) added another new species to my life list — they were Trumpeter Swans, a species native to North America. My Canadian field guide (DK’s Birds of Canada, published in 2005) suggested that Ontario is not in their range, but there has been a rewilding project involving these birds in the past few years in the Georgian Bay area. One of them even had a visible tag number — L55, for the record. Also seen was a Golden Eagle overhead — again, I was sceptical at first, but that was what it was. Size aside, you can tell by the primary feathers sticking out as it soars (not that I’d ever seen one before, but years of studying field guides has its rewards). 

In Toronto, I spent a few hours walking around High Park. Located to the west of the downtown area, High Park is Toronto’s largest public park and has an outdoor theatre, a zoo, various sporting facilities, a museum and a few hiking trails. 

It’s also great for birding. My walk around there yielded a total of 17 species — some of them European imports like House Sparrows and Mallards, but most of them native North American birds like Black-capped Chickadees, Dark-Eyed Juncos (lots of those), a couple of Hermit Thrushes and — as in Manitoba — a lone Blue Jay.

Best of all, though, was the fact that the Hawk Watch was going on atop the appropriately-named Hawk Hill, just north of the Grenadier Restaurant which was where I had an excellent lunch. The Hawk Watch is the observation of migrating birds of prey takes place in every day in High Park throughout autumn — Toronto being on most birds’ migration routes south (birds heading south tend to follow the shoreline when they get to Lake Ontario), and the hill in the middle of High Park being an ideal spot from which to watch them. It’s one of very few raptor monitoring sites to be located in an urban environment. 

The friendly volunteers were happy to admit this foreigner into their midst and point out sightings that I’d other wise have missed: Sharp-shinned and Red-tailed Hawks, two-dozen Turkey Vultures and — repeating the Manitoba experience — a couple of Bald Eagles. There was also a Red-bellied Woodpecker that I would otherwise have had no chance of identifying. 

Bird-related chat centres upon plans to rename any species that got named after an eighteenth- or nineteenth-century naturalist, a big project that’s not without its detractors; there are those who still aren’t happy with the Grey (or is it Gray?) Jay being officially renamed the Canada Jay back in 2018 (either way, I’ve yet to see one of these). Commenting on how many House Sparrows I’d seen, I mentioned that they were in decline back home — and was told that I was welcome to take some home with me!

After leaving the Hawk Watch people, I  spotted a very small bird, in the restaurant car park no less. It looked like a Goldcrest but was in fact my first-ever Golden-crowned Kinglet, a close relative of our Goldcrest and one of the smallest passserines in North America. 

All in all, my Canadian holiday yielded a total of thirty species, of which eight were lifers.