Showing posts with label Fowlmere. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fowlmere. Show all posts

Friday, 10 May 2013

Fowlmere

I spent most of the Bank Holiday weekend at home doing paperwork, but Harriet and I managed to get out to Fowlmere for a couple of hours on Sunday afternoon.  It was dull and cloudy, and - apart from the highlight of seeing a Crane flying high overhead - there wasn't a great deal to report.





The only birds within capture distance were Greylag Geese.


This pair had just been cleared for take-off.






They might be common as muck, but they're still magnificent birds.

Saturday, 26 January 2013

Thawing Fowlmere

For the first time since Christmas I managed to get out with a camera today.  Most of January has been lost to organising the annual Cambridge Inter-club Digital Competition, which almost fell foul of the freezing weather conditions last weekend.

Now that it's started to thaw, Harriet and I went to the RSPB reserve at Fowlmere.  Not many birds were in evidence, unless you count the ubiquitous pigeons of course, but there was one real highlight (see later).  Otherwise it was a matter of photographing the reeds, trees and reflections.













Ok, so I admit that it's a rubbish picture, but this was the highlight of the visit.  A kingfisher, which posed for us in front of the Reedbed Hide.  Unfortunately I only had a 70-200 lens with me, so the image below is a 100% crop.


The final picture shows the view across the fields outside the reserve.  By this time, despite the thaw, we'd lost touch with our toes, so headed back home to get warm.


Sunday, 25 March 2012

Fowlmere Nature Reserve

Joy of joys: a weekend off from the normal run of family and Camera Club commitments.  The only downside is that I'm suffering from a stinking cold, but then one can't have everything!  The weather was so beautiful this afternoon that I wandered down to the RSPB reserve in Fowlmere - not so much in the hope of seeing lots of wonderful wildlife, but just to get out in the fresh air.

There was a small amount of bird life visible (a handful of greylag geese, a coot, a couple of lapwings and some rooks).  Everything else had probably been scared away by the kids running around, but it was still very pleasant sitting in the hide.


Having run out of feathered subjects, I was forced to look at the plant life (of which there wasn't much).  Luckily the Pussy Willow was in full "bloom", although it was tricky trying to find a clean and sympathetic background.  The two pictures below were shot against a reed bed and a chalk stream respectively, both in shadow.  I think I prefer the blue background, as it complements the yellow pollen beautifully.