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West Coast Spring Flowers and Birds

2 September 2012

It has been a busy term and the past week saw me under pressure to get assessments done and reports written.   I was tempted to leave the latter to the weekend but my darling husband pushed me to work in the evenings as he wanted to head to West Coast National Park to see the spring flowers come Sunday.   So I did as much as I could and then spent Saturday catching up with marking and other admin work.

The weather had not been very spring like during the week but Sunday dawned crisp and clear.  The air felt like winter but the sky looked like Spring.

We stopped at a Woollies Garage Store and got take away coffees, muffins and pies for breakfast and then had a comfortable drive to WCNP arriving at 9:30 – no queue at the gate we were relieved to find.

Before getting Postberg where the flowers are in bloom we stopped at the Hide at Abrahamskraal and spent a cold half hour watching coots, weavers, shelduck, dabchicks and shovellers.  A few white-throated swallows skimmed the surface of the water and canaries fussed in the bushes but there was not too much activity.

Red-knobbed coot

What a profusion of colour we found in Postberg.   Fields and fields of brightness – sometimes all yellow, sometimes pink, splashes of white, clumps of blue and fields of orange and then all mixed up together.   It was visual overload.

Gousblom and sporries

Visual Overload

Splash of colour

A Cape Francolin full of the joys of spring

Cattle Egret blending in

The Guineafowl would not be left out

It was great to see the creatures welcoming Spring too.

Our focus is of course on the birds and we were delighted to spot and photograph these birds too.

Wheatear

Double Collared Sunbird Heralding Spring

Mousebird

Karoo Prinia

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Women’s Day Birding

My darling husband decided to drive up to Struisbaai to check on the renovations this morning and was up at 6:00 a.m. to make and early start.  I offered to go with him but he was happy to go alone.   So instead Cheryl, Andrea and I celebrated Women’s Day at Rondevlei and Strandfontein.   Cheryl has a new camera and Andrea new binoculars and both wanted to try their new toys out!  I packed coffee and sandwiches and arrived at Cheryl’s at 8:30.   We all piled into the Caravelle and hit Rondevlei at 9.   The open hide in front of the new conference room gave us our first excitement for the day – a bittern flew into the reeds and then a crake appeared briefly before flying across the water and disappearing into the reed on the other side.

The next hide always has a lot to offer so we checked it out briefly before going to the end and working our way back and finishing in said hide at the end.   It was not as active as last Sunday but we did see purple swamphen and the little malachite kingfisher.  We also go the kingfisher on the walk-through bridge hide where it posed beautifully on both sides for us.  But my pics were not good.  I think Cheryl got better ones with her Nikon.

Highlights of the day at Rondevlei this morning were Spur-winged geese, white-faced ducks, malachite kingfisher, purple swamphen, bittern and crake.   At 10:30 we sat at a sunny table and enjoyed a hot cup of coffee and sandwiches.  While we were relaxing we heard the familiar call of the Klaas’s Cuckoo very close by.  I eventually found him in the branches of a tree and we got some lovely photographs – another special sighting.

Strandfontein was not as cold and windy as last week and there was busy bird activity in every pond.  There were more flamingos, many black oyster catchers, avocets, little grebes, southern pochards and all the rest that are often seen.  We did not see any purple swamphens though.

On our way back going past Rondevlei I spotted a purple heron out of the corner of my eye – There was a car behind me so instead of making a sudden stop so prone to birders I swerved onto the grass verge and leaped out of the car camera and binoculars at the ready.    The bird very politely flew up and landed in an even better position and posed nicely for some good portraits.

Wow – what a good day’s birding with the girls.   Its something we must do together again soon.

Cape Bulbul

Cape Robin-chat

Spurwing Goose

Klaas's Cuckoo

Right on our doorstep

Red-billed Teal

Glossy Ibis

Egyptian Goose

Purple Heron

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Birding, Photography and Photoshop

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions – and I hope that now I will finally make it into heaven because I held true to a good intention made a long time ago by taking my book club friend Evelyn and her husband to see the birds at SIBA.  This is a term coined by Keith – Stradnfontein Important Bird Area and a polite name for The Strandfontein Sewage Works:-)

Two amazing things happened as a result of this trip – the bird watching bug bit these two who thought that birds were just subjects to take pictures of  –  and I gained a coach in the form of Keith to show me how to use Photoshop.   So the passionate photographers embraced a new interest in birds while the passionate birder took a new look at photography and editing her pictures.  The birding that day was not the best I’ve ever had but for them it was magic as every experience was new.   I have now had three lessons and my mind is boggling.  I am dying to spend more time practising but my school duties prevent it.    Last night I was totally blown away by the power of the program – Adobe Photoshop CS5  – and had to say to Keith – enough already – too much information – let me master what I’ve learnt so far before going an inch further – wow!  But he has been careful to warn me about ‘cheating’ especially where wild life shots are concerned and of course I don’t want to re-create what I’ve seen for real – just to touch up  and also have fun.

On Saturday night Evelyn called and asked if I’d introduce then to Rondevlei.  I needed no persuading although they wanted a very earl start to get the ‘soft light’.    I managed to convince them that leaving at 6:30 in winter was a tad too early so we set off at 7 and arrived at Rondvlei to the stillest morning and perfect conditions.  We were the first people to arrive and didn’t see another soul for two hours.   The activity in the hide was spectacular.  Yellow-billed ducks, white faced ducks, Cape Shovellor and Little Grebes which I prefer to call dabchicks, were swimming and fishing and interacting with each other.  Spurwinged geese arrived on the scene and a purple swamphen strode across the opposite bank in full view and showing his iridescent colours but was disappointingly too far for good photographers.  “I’ve seen him right here in those reeds,” I said pointing to the area on the left.  The words were no sooner out my mouth when Evelyn said, “Look – there’s one here now!’  The cameras clicked excitedly as he preened and posed and looked at his reflection in the water.  A little malachite kingfisher also dropped by and perched on a stick before flying into nearby dry reeds.   So much was happening and my friends with their state of the art canons were loathe to leave to explore the other hides.  I left them to it and did a quick reccie to see if it would be worth getting them to move on – definitely it wasn’t!.  On my return I bumped into two bird club members who joined us in the hide.   Then the wind got up and it became extremely cold an unpleasant.  We packed up and went to the car for hot coffee and rolls and then I suggested SIBA and met with nil resistance.  It was a good move as in spite of the wind the birds were out in their droves.    But the flamingos were conspicuous by their absence.  Usually they’re on almost every pond and last time they were flying around all the time.   “Perhaps they’d were leaving and haven’t returned.”   But then we found them – all on one pond in a large flock of a few hundred.  K and E were over the moon and took some wonderful photies.  I was freezing in spite of reasonable insulation but K and E seemed oblivious to the icy blast that blew in when the Caravelle windows and doors were open and were happy to brave the elements outdoors too.   “Its all worth it for a good photograph.”  And good photographs we all got.  Keith was impressed with what my Canon Powershot SX30IS can do.  He is even considering getting one for Evelyn.

It was 3 o’clock by the time we got home and we were all keen to download the piccies and see what we had – and we were not disappointed.

Yellow-billed Duck

White-faced ducks

Malachite Kingfisher

Purple Swamphen Rondevlei

Dabchick

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Fishing

It was an indecently early hour on Saturday morning when Grandpa roused Jay from his slumber and chivvied him to his first fishing competition.   He was the junior on board "Devenish": and the previous night Uncle Greg taught him the rules and told him of his ‘expectations’ for his crew!   Jay looked somewhat nervous and said perhaps he should wear knee guards and bike helmet to protect himself from unwelcome kierrie blows!   It was a stunning day, no wind and a perfect sea and the fish were biting.  It was not long before the rods were screaming and the fighting began.   The report back I received made me proud of my young grandson – He obeyed all instructions and pulled in two nice sized geelbek.  He is now a registered competitor in the off shore league and we hope he has scored some good points for his boat.
On Sunday, Josh was not to be left out.   Greg and Grandpa took both boys to sea and although Josh felt a tad sea-sick and the day was long and hot he managed with the help of his brother to pull in a lovely yellowtail.   Guess what we had for supper – you’re right – sushi!
We invited John and Glen Dougall and thier cousin to join us and had a great eveining.