Tag Archives: SBBOT

Have you missed me?

Yo Peeps  Sorry I haven’t posted for a while, so here’s a few smudges for your delectation.  A Southern crested screamer, Coot baby, Falcated drake, Hooded merganser drake, Lesser white-fronted goose, Mandarin drake, Northern pintail drake and a Smew drake  I’ll post a few more tomorrow.  tooty frooty i Jedi de Quack

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The boys are back in town

Yo doods  haven’t posted for a while, so here’s a few smudges for your delectation  A Bewick’s swan doing the okey kokey, a bufflehead drake having a good look around and showing off to the ladies. A gorgeous lady mallard stretching her wings. A baby duckling recently hatched and testing the water.A beautiful (mind you, to me they are all beautiful) Northern Pintail duck. A red-crested Pochard drake. The same oiseaux also showing off to the ladies. Finally, a tufted drake having a giraffe  I promise I’ll post again shortly   xx i Jedi de Q

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Lots of Little Egrets

Yo Doodlers   Sorry, haven’t posted for a while so here’s a special edition of Little Egrets takes one pleasant morning at Restharrow Scrape, Sandwich Bay at the SBBOT bird reserve (well worth a visit)  xxx  i Jedi de Quackerjack

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Oare Marsh sojourn

Hi Peeps  Lord Moffo and Yours T had a very pleasant morning at Oare Marsh Friday before making our way back to base camp at Orchard Barn. Lord Moffo took a picture of the Quack perambulating the sea wall at Oare

Oare Marsh

I managed smudges of turnstone and a saucy little reed bunting for your delectation

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After reaching base camp and partaking of a very jolly dinner with excellent company, the chatelaine Lady Jan and Sir Andrew Newmark, percussionist extraordinaire, we prepared for the next day’s excursion to Sandwich Bay   I’ve included a picture of Lady Janetta’s kitchen

Jan's kitchen.

First stop towards Bomber Command was at Restharrow Scrape where there were faaarsands of teal. There were a couple of  red breasted mergansers lurking but Moffo and I didn’t see them (also our fingers were getting a little bit Harry & Billy) so we didn’t stay too long but quickly made our way to SBBOT ringing station for a nice cup of Rosy and a chat with the delightful birders at Bomber Command. It’s always a pleasure to meet up with dear friends and genuine bird lovers.

hasta la pasta muchachas   xx  i Jedi de Quackster

Freezy coldy, but nice soft light

Yo Peeps  It was very Harry & Billy this morning but I liked the soft light. I arranged to meet Lord Moffo at the Wetland’s and wasn’t disappointed as the wuzzoes seemed pleased to see me.  Even the little robin showed up and followed me for a while. It was a treat ambulating the avenues of the reserve stopping off at different countries. Oh yes, there are various locations geographically for the exotic collection of wuzzo (oiseaux). Not sure what location it was for my first two birds (I’ve never read the various well-placed information boards) A Mrs Bufflehead languishing elegantly by a pool, while Mrs American wood duck gracefully swam by

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The hooded merganser drake whizzed about showing off rotten in front of the merganser ladies

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I stopped by the African pool where the southern crested screamers were ‘giving it plenty’ in the posing department. I’m not sure if they should be in the ‘African’ section? Mind you, there is a Northern screamer, so perhaps my discombobulation was unnecessary. I know I show the screamers a lot, but who can resist a screamer?

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As Moffo and myself headed back towards the waterside restaurant for our morning cup of burnt toffee and a slice of Sexton Blake an iridescent loaf of bread of a falcated Sir Francis Drake caught the mince pie, so we stopped briefly for a quick smudge. I think it was in an Oriental pool as it also contained Chinese spot-billed ducks?

falcated drake

His Lordship and myself will be heading for Kent this weekend where I’m looking forward to catching up with my chums at Bomber Command (SBBOT) as well as a morning’s Barnaby Rudging at Oare Marsh.   Hasta la pasta machachas xx i Jedi de Quack

Bowie & Birdy

yo pesetas   (I did put peeps but Spellcheck changed it!)  so,   yo pesetas  didn’t go birding today because the visibility was dire this morning in Chelsea and I didn’t fancy driving or Shank’s mustang. I will be birding tomorrow though with a visit to Oare Marshes and Sunday, hopefully to Restharrow Scrape and Bomber Command (SBBOT) for a cuppa Rosy.  I hear the dreaded tadpoles are back on the Ancient Highway so I’ll approach from the Sandwich end. I will be accompanied by Lord Moffo of Twickenhampton. Meanwhile peepsterooneys I leave you with a picture I took of David Bowie in Paris many yonks ago and a Red Crested Pochard drake which illustrates how my fashion and rock’n’roll smudges influenced my present day bird photography.  hasta la pasta chums

x      i Jedi de Quack

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Squirt the Ragwort!

Hello Peeps  I left Quack Towers this morning without my trusted companion Lord Kaibosh, master of the hounds! He felt it was his duty to stay home and guard the memsahib, so Yours T got the Spanish archer.  It was with trepidation that I traversed the marine drive along the Strand and then Beach Street, keeping a mince pie on the fissures of Ramsgate cliffs. Indeed the mist was so bad I couldn’t see Ramsgate let alone frickin’ fissures, innit. All was calm at Restharrow Cabernet Savignon grape when I arrived after the hair raising ziggy zagging round the tadpoles, with the mist lifting a little.  It was a joy to see the various warblers in the reeds whizzing in and out of the rushes as I snapped away.  A reed bunting lady was also flitting in and out of the rushes as well as a rowdy little firm of linnets.  The calm was interrupted by the hard working conservationists, who were tasked to eliminate the dreaded ragwort which plenitudes the little oasis for ornithologisticerooneys (and budjers = bird smudgers), so that Farmer Sue can graze her bovines. (That sounds painful!) The ragwort squirt disturbed a very handsome little egret which I managed to Barnaby for your delectation.  And then the Frankie Lane came down so I carried on to Bomber Command (SBBOT) and a warming cup of Charlotte Joffe and a chocko chippo biccy (don’t tell memsahib).    hasta la pasta doods   x   i Jedi de McQuack 


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