Northumberland Sea Dogs

Tuesday, October 01, 2019 Adam Tilt 0 Comments

After the frankly ludicrous heatwave over Easter it was back to reality with a bump come May, a week of which we spent camping along the Northumberland coast near Seahouses. Our main objective for this trip was to get across to the Farne Islands where breeding birds promised to wow us in their thousands. In the end we made two sailings, the first in glorious sunshine but sadly with the sea swell too large to even consider a landing. Attempt number two wasn't much better but we did at least manage to grab forty minutes ashore Inner Farne where, as expected, the avian residents put on a fabulous show.

Our feathered friends can wait for another day however as this entry is all about the mammalian residents which also call these windswept islands home. I am of course referring to Grey Seals, hundreds of which are resident here and, when conditions are right, like nothing more than to haul themselves out on to the rocks to enjoy a siesta. It's a spectacle I'm well used to by now but during our second voyage their numbers were greater than anything I can remember seeing previously. One particular island seemed especially popular and was covered from front to back and honestly, who can resist faces like these.

2019_05_0088 - Farne island Seals

2019_05_0083 - Farne island Seals

2019_05_0084 - Farne island Seals

2019_05_0086 - Farne island Seals

Of course, there's always someone who decides to play up for the camera!

2019_05_0090 - Farne island Seals


Reed Warbler at Ham Wall

Sunday, September 29, 2019 Adam Tilt 0 Comments

This year, even with three months still left to go, has been one of my most enjoyable to date. Almost every weekend has seen us out and about both locally and further afield including over a month spent exploring the wilds of Scotland. Along the way we've experienced just about every weather imaginable, revelled in fabulous wildlife encounters and eaten more pasties than is probably advisable. We've summited Ben Nevis, gone eye to eye with hunting Skua, watched Dolphins in crystal clear waters and walked through fields of Sunflowers. And that's just for starters.

Along the way I've taken thousands of photos but all have remained unedited, languishing on various hard drives along with their accompanying stories. 

Until now that is.

With the nights drawing in once more it's time for me to finally sit down, open up Photoshop and a blank Blogger post and get those creative juices flowing. Having so much material is however proving both a blessing and a curse - where to start in the huge editing backlog and what to share first!

Making matters more complicated is that I have now switched from Windows to Mac meaning a change in workflow and new software to get to grips with. Nothing you'd think that should be too challenging for a software engineer by trade but letting go of those niggling doubts about the quality of ones own work is a hindrance that I'm yet to beat. My solution? Just get stuck in and having come across a couple of great images from an April trip to the RSPB reserve at Ham Wall, I think I've found just the subject to inject some life back into this blog.

2019_04_0040 - Reed Warbler, Ham Wall

2019_04_0041 - Reed Warbler, Ham Wall

2019_04_0039 - Reed Warbler, Ham Wall

The Reed Warbler above was probably my best encounter with the species all year and perhaps unsurprisingly yielded my favourite shots to date of this often elusive bird. Sat singing just off the path we were treated to virtually unhindered views and for those of us that have spent many hours scouring reed beds, you'll know how opportunities like this don't come around all too often. In fact so confiding was this individual that in the end we had to walk away with the bird still happily perched and belting out its tune. 

Elsewhere Ham Wall had been less kind photographically but simply spectacular in terms of the array of species on offer. Bittern were booming almost constantly during our visit and we ended up enjoying multiple sightings across the reserve. Great White Egrets were also well represented as were Marsh Harriers not to mention all the usual migrants that you'd have expected at that time of year. Top billing though had to go to a pair of Hobby which were busy hawking for insects right above one of the hides. In the end we actually stood outside looking up in order to view the spectacle at its fullest and boy were we not disappointed. Much like the aforementioned star of this entry we both seldom see Hobby so this was a real treat and a fine way to round off our visit.

And with that consider your appetites suitably whetted. I've got a few more days of photo editing ahead of me before the posts can start flowing freely but I hope you'll stick around and that the barren blogging months will not have been in vain. 


Tornado and the Pembroke Coast Express

Tuesday, July 30, 2019 Adam Tilt 0 Comments

Pembroke Coast Express
Sunday before last saw an unusual visitor arriving here in South Wales and as you might expect from a land steeped in myth and legend, this was to be no ordinary cross-border incursion. Indeed, playing the Welsh very much at their own game what emerged from the Severn Tunnel in a cloud of smoke and steam was a true fire breathing marvel. With sun glinting off pristine green plating there could be no mistaking the power and pedigree of a machine which epitomises everything great about British engineering. Oh yes my friends, Tornado was on her way.


Dipping Through Waterfall Country

Wednesday, February 27, 2019 Adam Tilt 0 Comments

P1180590 - Pontneddfechan Waterfalls
Of all the seasons autumn for me is the one which seems to pass the quickest. One minute it's all lush vegetation and long sunny days, the next barren landscapes and lashings of rain. Somewhere in-between those classic vistas with which we're all so familiar, of valleys bedecked in oranges and reds, must exist, yet somehow we never quite manage to connect. Much of that has I'm sure to do with our local climate which has this uncanny knack of switching moods on an almost hourly basis. In fact by now I've come to realise that it's an almost guaranteed occurrence that as soon as the leaves start to change our first named storm of the winter will arrive to dash the display before it's really had chance to develop. And last year proved be no different.


Short Eared Owls and Elusive Grebes

Monday, February 25, 2019 Adam Tilt 1 Comments

P1180973 - Short Eared Owl. Kenfig
Yesterday did not get off to the most promising of starts. For a few days previous I’d begun to detect the onset of another winter cold. Nothing too major you understand, just the odd cough and sniffle, enough to let you know that sometime soon, probably at the most inopportune moment, man-flu would strike. Sunday morning turned out to be my ground zero.

Squeezing my eyes shut against the brightness of another unseasonably warm February morning I knew that I was in trouble. Pain arced behind my eyes and a previously undiscovered spring had overnight taken up residence within my nose. I could have dragged this broken body out of bed I suppose but wallowing in self-pity whilst claiming to have been visited by the worst cold ever suffered by a human is one of the few male pastimes which remains steadfastly ours. And that’s how I stayed until well after noon.


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