We were last here over New Year, and while the fields were not bone dry, they were easily passable. On the Friday evening we set off through Halsey's farm taking the footpath away from the harbour, this had been the easier route at New Year, but this time it was flooded, with the water going over the ankles of our wellies! At the North Wall, the tide was still out, and there was a very fresh breeze blowing. The Little Egrets were making their prehistoric calls from the wood alongside the rife. This is a very strange sound, and the first time I heard them I was completely confused wondering what could make the sound. They nest here, and can be seen commuting from the trees to the harbour.
Reed Warblers and Reed Buntings sang from the reeds, and Curlew would fly over, and could be seen feeding on the exposed mud, but apart from that it was very quiet. On the breech pool a lone Great Crested Grebe took the opportunity for a rest alongside a Coot tucked away in the reeds. Further back on some mud there was a few Redshank and Lapwing.
Dinner was calling so we made our way back to the pub, this time taking the other footpath to Halsey's farm, which was not so wet and muddy which was something of a surprise. Along the hedgerow we found a few Meadow Browns on the Bramble flowers, and a strange "kite" in one of the fields.
Saturday started dry, but with a varied forecast, away to the south there was blue sky and sun, but to the north it was dark and foreboding clouds. We set off towards Church Norton, pausing at the mill to look at the pond where a young Coot was calling quite loudly for it's parent. The young Coots can never be called cute, and this one was no exception, but I suppose the parents love it!
We took the footpath towards the visitor centre, the tide by now had fallen and reeds exposed. Curlew could be heard calling over the harbour, but this one was closer in amongst the grass and reeds.
The path is sheltered on both sides, and in the sun there was some butterfly activity, we came off the footpath to walk through to the visitor centre. From the start of the year the RSPB have taken over the responsibility of managing the reserve which was originally the responsibility of the West Sussex local authority. It is early days yet but already you can see benefits from this with areas left for the flowers. The area around the visitor centre was also benefiting from the wet summer, with plenty of nettles, ragwort and bramble, these proving to be irresistible to the butterflies, there were Large White, Small White, Green-Veined White and my first Gatekeeper of the year sunning them selves on the leaves.
We walked though the visitor centre, and out to the Ferry Pool, we probably were in the wrong for viewing from the road, but in the past I have found you get better views there. Unfortunately the reported Glossy Ibis wasn't there, but the water levels were back to where I remember them in the late eighties when this was a magnet for for passage waders. There were 22 Black-tailed Godwits, 3 Green Sandpiper, 2 Common Sandpipers, and 7 Avocet. Of the Avocet, 2 were juveniles, with a brown plumage instead of the black that can be seen in the adults. One minute the adults would rest, then they would set off to feed vigorously in the shallow water
The Godwits were a little further away from the road, but looked gorgeous in their brick red summer plumage.
From the Ferry Pool we walked back into the reserve to walk down to Church Norton. In the discovery area around the centre there was a large collection of Teasel that was just beginning to flower. You could imagine once these seed they will be a huge attraction for Goldfinches, but for now they were collecting bees, and water drops.
A little further on another insect attracted to the teasel was a Ladybird, that looked lost amongst the spiny leaves.
Another feature of the walk was the number of day flying moths. The first was a Yellow Shell, the next a Magpie, and then finally, doing an impersonation of Batman, a Cinnabar Moth.
The clouds were closing in on us now, but the sun still was still shining, and I was hopeful we would stay dry. With the clouds and sun though, it provided some interesting light, and this Coot that was on a pool close to the path looks positively superb in the light against the green of the water and reed reflections.
Once again there was plenty of butterfly activity on the path, mostly associated with Meadow Browns. Unfortunately a yellow butterfly went through, and didn't stop, it didn't look at all like a Brimstone, and is probably the wrong time of year, so definitely one missed. The Small Skippers though were very abundant, sitting on the grass or nectaring from the thistles.
It was now very black to the north, and the dark clouds made the buildings around the Crab and Lobster in Sidlesham stand out.
The footpath drops down on to the saltmarsh as we approach Church Norton, and the first thing we notice is the samphire growing at the edge of the mud. Who knows it could be on the menu tonight. Up on to the beach, and the sea was quite a way out now and very still, this being in stark contrast to the last time we had been by the sea in Cornwall. The clouds were now gathering, and rumbles of thunder indicated that a storm was very close. Still in sunshine though we headed off in the direction of the Bill. Looking back these Teasels contrasted well with the dark clouds and the pebble beach.
The gardens of the chalets and houses close to the beach were full of flowers, and they attracted more butterflies, along with caterpillars, these being Cinnabar Moth Caterpillars on Ragwort.
We could now see the forked lightning as well as hearing the thunder, and there were extremely dark clouds over the Bill. The lifeboat station was our target as we knew there was a pub close, but we had to decide to stop and change into waterproofs or try and get there before the storm hit. We decided to go for it, and didn't make it. About 200 metres from the lifeboat station, the skies emptied and we were soaked. We eventually found shelter, and after 20 minutes the rain eased and we made it to the pub. We set off later, but more rain drew an end to the day and we returned to the Crab and Lobster, to dry out and a nap before dinner, which featured sea bass and samphire, superb!
Sunday turned out to be sunny once again, so after breakfast we decided to walk to Pagham Lagoon via the North Wall. We thought we may be able to get a better route via the edge of the harbour, but we really should have taken notice of the Jackdaw that was telling us to go the other way.
This footpath was very muddy and wet, so we headed back to the path through Halsey's Farm. The sun was very warm, as you would expect in July, and with the excessive water it felt very humid. The sun though had brought out the Meadow Browns, that were almost everywhere. In fact on one bramble bush I don't think I have ever seen so many in one spot.
Up on to the North Wall, and the tide was a little higher that Friday. Reed Warblers sang from the reeds, and this one just managed to show as it sang continuously.
The Little Egrets continued to make their prehistoric calls from the wood, and a pair of Reed Buntings were visible in the reeds near the Breech Pool. The water levels were higher than on Friday, and where there had been mud present then, it was now gone, and with it the Redshank and Lapwing. As I scanned the marsh, Helen alerted me to something overhead, getting on to it revealed it was unmistakeably a Peregrine. It soared over us for a short while before drifting out across the harbour
We walked off towards the beach, without anything else to report. At the beach there was quite a bit of activity, but of the human kind. We walked along the beach, interested in one or two of the houses, and to see what the reported erosion had done to the beach, and the threat to the houses. One feature though was the groups of juvenile Starlings. They are always an attraction, with their antics, however this group occupied the roof top of one of the bungalows, and as you look along the roof you can see they all seem to be up to something.
We headed back to Sidlesham, only really seeing more Meadow Browns, after picking up the car we dropped into the visitor centre to check out the Ferry Pool. The Glossy Ibis was nowhere to be seen, but there was another good count of 20 plus Black-tailed Godwits, and 5 Avocet. After that we headed back to Hampshire, after another thoroughly enjoyable weekend.