8 MARCH 2025 – THORLEY WASH
On 17 February I’d attempted to
walk along the towpath north to Bishop’s Stortford but was prevented from doing
so by the extremely muddy (and dangerous) conditions. Almost three weeks later
I gave it another go – taking the bus down to Spellbrook with the intention of walking
north along the towpath.
Thankfully, this time the
conditions were more favourable, although parts of the towpath were still
extremely difficult to negotiate, even though we’d had very little rainfall
since my last attempt, and the towpath had dried out considerably. I made my
way carefully along the towpath, and was making good progress, when I came upon
a part that was exceptionally wet and muddy, but was fortunate enough to be
given a helping hand by a kindly gent - out with his wife and two dogs - who took me by the arm until we
were clear of the worst (well I’m certain that I just wouldn’t have
made it to the bridge without his help, as it would have been too dangerous for
me to try it by myself).
One thing I’d noticed straight
away was the distinct lack of birdlife along the river. Given that the weather
was warm and sunny (very warm for early March in fact at around 17 degrees
Centigrade) I just couldn’t fathom out why there was so little evidence of
birds. The drumming sound of a Great Spotted Woodpecker, and the gentle mew of
a Buzzard, together with the ‘screech’ of a Jay, and the welcome call of a male
Chiffchaff, gave me hope, but after that the quietude returned.
I managed a decent view of one of
two male Chiffchaffs calling, before noting three immature Cormorants at rest
atop an old oak; and then at least six Mallards and a single Moorhen on the
river. At the bridge (and by then it had taken the best part of 40 minutes to
negotiate the towpath successfully due to the mud) the sight of a Buzzard
soaring over the reserve was pleasing. And then there was a Red Kite soaring
with it, and another nearby that appeared to be carrying prey. A few
photographs were taken, but the birds were quite distant throughout (so the photos here are enlarged). But I
believe this was the first time I’d seen two Kites at the same time at this
location, and it was encouraging to know that they might be nesting nearby.
Around the reserve, virtually
nothing stirred – at least two male Robins were singing, and a Cetti’s Warbler
joined in without revealing itself; a male Reed Bunting (my first of the year)
alighted briefly atop a Willow was gone before I could focus my lens, with a
Great Tit the only other passerine seen. Further along the towpath there were
several freshly made Mole hills, and the mud on one was ‘moving’; hoping to see
a Mole appear (it would have been the first time) the action suddenly stopped
when two people walked by (although they could see I was watching the molehill
intently with my camera poised but chose to ignore me) - and of course, all
chances of seeing any mole rapidly eroded as a consequence!
There were several anglers along
the towpath, but they too were having little luck - with fish seemingly refusing the bait. Sadly too, and
despite the warm conditions, Brimstone and Peacock butterflies (which had been
seen recently in other locations) failed to materialise.
So, with no Kingfishes to see; no
finches; no thrushes (other than Robins); no Bullfinches; no Green Woodpeckers
(or sightings of Great Spotted despite their drumming); no Kestrels; no Egrets
or Herons etc. etc I called it a day. Surely, the birds would return once the
spring proper was underway??
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