Picture this;
You’re a snipe, it’s the end of a particularly harsh January. The night before last the temperatures plummeted and froze all the water in your marsh. Last night, frozen rain fell onto the ice leaving a thick blanket of frost. Food is very hard to come by. What is the last thing you need right now? For some human to go yomping through the middle of your marsh while his friends stand waiting and watching for you to fly into the air and use up the last little bit of energy you had. Great, you’re on their year list; they got to see you. I wonder if you’ll make it to next year so you can be on their list again?
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Wouldn’t it be great if there were breeding snipe on the North Marsh at Chasewater? What are the chances? Did I walk on by and say nothing to the perpetrators? Nope; I hope they are feeling very very guilty now and will maybe think twice next time. Either that or they will run away very fast when they next see a birder with a little golden retriever by her side.
What other news from Chasewater? The drake smew was on Jeffreys swag today. The birds being bunched together by the encroaching ice. Amongst them, a very pale, leucistic pochard. The feeding station was very busy; masses of bullfinches, at least two willow tits, reed buntings, a couple of crafty rats and a sneaky squirrel. Redpoll and siskins were around but never ventured down to feed. The spare tubs of food were completely empty. An outdoor meeting organised by the Chasewater Wildife Group revealed the level of dedication by the number of people that turned up.





The pollution in the brook is bad at the moment. The Environment Agency has promised again to look into it. This brook is currently one of the main feeds into the reservoir at the moment. You can smell the pollution (possibly diesel) at the boardwalk over fly pool. Oh what a happy day I’ve had :-)