This is the Mediterranean Gull we were seeing on Institute beach last Saturday afternoon.
Making funny, as in odd, squawks…. like a wind-up bird with a squeaky beak….
How interesting we thought ….. why’s it crying? …. it seems distressed…. – look! …. its disappearing over there by the rocks …… following its mother….
Haze was soon in hot pursuit….. took 2 steps up onto the rocks…..
…….and the rest is history……..
Don’t think we’ll be having too many positive associations with Mediterranean Gulls for a while….
And if this one should ever reappear……I’ll…..I’ll…… shake….. it…… by….. its……
Words & Pic: Ian Nisbet
Afterword: That might be us done as far as Institute Beach is concerned…. a place of fond …. and not so fond memories……
Most people won’t know rock pipits exist.
They jump around rocks on beaches half hidden from view.
They’re like the dunnocks of the seashore. Inconspicious olive-brown birds. Wagging their tails occasionally.
Getting on with it. Minding their own business. Humble servants of their own modest endeavours.
This vid is a collection of clips taken of various rock pipits over the last couple of years at Meadfoot beach, Maidencombe beach, and Institute beach.
We were on Institute beach last Saturday to look for more rock pipitry.
Unfortunately we got the rock without the pipit. Haze left half of her nose and one of her teeth on the hard rocks of Institute beach.
(Happily, she’s already bouncing back. No rock can knock down or defeat her inner Pipit spirit)
Vid & Words: Ian Nisbet
No it wasn’t a cormorant.
But a big black shag.
Perched on a cliff around the backend of Institute beach
Quite a punkish bird. The cresty tuft on top indicative of a male in mating mode.
Our reward for negotiating the ‘Terrible Torquay Tangle’.
(The first shag we’ve genuinely seen, reliably identified)
Here is that grey heron from Institute beach.
A rather tall chap (if indeed it is a chap)
An elegant dapper Mister (or Missus)
Here is Haze having conversations with inanimate objects again.
I think she’s saying to the bag: “Where have you hidden those scrummdiddlyumptious hazelnut biscuits eh?”
The new 2nd hand binoculars were tested out.
They got the thumbs up. Spotting estuary birds on Dawlish Warren will be the next test.
A final picture of Institute beach just as the tide was on the turn and coming in.
Our theory is that a bathing pool was walled off here (by Livermead Hotel) – as evidenced by that neatly constructed row of rocks. Which would explain the lagoon-like effect at low tide.
Institute beach has become our No 1 Go-To place this winter.
Going to Institute beach is best around low tide.
Best to see something going on.
The grey heron was there again on Saturday. And the little egret (unusually subdued)
The heron was in active stalking mode. Stabbing decisively at the water to fish up various rockpool delicacies.
Although there was nothing at all delicate about the herons table manners; everything gobbled down its long throat appeared to be wiggling and struggling, still alive.
Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet
Twice we’ve seen a kingfisher flashing around Institute beach.
Aren’t they only meant to be found around rivers? Apparently not. They’ll come to the coast and feed around shallow waters.
We watched a Winterwatch that featured kingfishers dipping and diving, fishing and fighting, in Ramsgate harbour.
The kingfisher we saw could have been a male, there to claim and protect the little lagoon of Insititute beach as his homebase.
He (or she) was too fast to get into our cameras.
But he flew tantalisingly near to the wall where we were watching.
An old Christian (man) came up to tell us he’d seen the kingfisher perched on the railings barely 10 feet away from where we stood. About half an hour ago. While we were out on the rocks on the other side of the beach. Boo, Bum, and Buggeration!
That would have been the Gold Medal Moment.
And the Triple Gold Medal Moment is the kingfisher plunging into the sea and coming up clean with a fish in its mouth. With our cameras locked on, zoomed in, filming it all.
Oh well. There’s always a next time. And a one day.
Birds make you mad. With excitement. With delight.
Illlustrations: Hazel Brown; Words: Ian Nisbet
Another vid of last Sundays early morning visit to Institute beach.
Cormorants drying out on the rocks.
Cormorants ducking and diving.
Cormorants skimmer shot across the bay.
The sunny sea shimmering gold.
Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet
Up early on a bright winter morning. Off to our favourite place: Institute Beach.
Would we see the Grey Heron? (No)
Would we see the Little Egret? (Yes) (but No – it didn’t stay)
Would we see Cormorants? (Yes) and Shags? (Yes)
Would we see the Kingfisher? (Yes. It flashed by, far too quick to get a camera on)
Would we see the Seal (No) or the second Seal (No)
But what we did see, most delightfully, were these 2 juvenile cygnets
They could be brothers. They could be sisters.
Simply floating around in the sea as easy as you like.
When it comes to bringing peace to Sunday mornings, these two swans seem to have it sussed.
The Grumpy Grey Heron was there.
A Grey Seal was there.
Then a Second Grey Seal. Giving a little flippery wave to the other seal.
Or maybe to us.
Institute Beach, especially at low tide, is pretty fabulous.
Vid: Ian Nisbet; Hawk-eyed Seal Spotting: Hazel Brown
Little Institute Beach continues to surprise and amaze.
When the tide goes out all sorts of birds appear to fish and feed in the seaweedy rockpools.
This Saturday there were half a dozen oystercatchers, several cormorants, a little egret (may have been two) a pair of sea-faring swans gliding across the bay, and quite unexpectedly, a grey heron turned up.
A rather stationary grey heron. In half an hours filming it hardly moved. As dusk fell it squatted down into a small scrunchy ball, seemingly asleep.
Yesterday we went back just as a seal was popping its doggy head up above the waves; lasted all of 5 secs (not included in this vid)
What will we see there next I wonder?
Vid & Words: Ian Nisbet
Institute Beach Heron Officer: Hazel Brown