7th August - Noar Hill, Hampshire

 Another day of sunshine, albeit a lot fresher and the sky looking that lovely azure blue.  I decided on a visit to Noar Hill hopeful that I might be able to find the elusive Brown Hairstreak.  I walked from the car to the other footpath that leads to the entrance on the west side of the reserve.  Above me were two juvenile Red Kites calling to each other.

Once through the gate you are immediately faced with Hemp Acrimony everywhere and there were a few white butterflies about, but the first insect that caught my eye was this large fly.  It is in fact a Hornet Plumehorn or Hornet Mimic.  Despite the size it is harmless to us and uses the mimicry to evade possible predators as it searches for nectar.  It can be distinguished from the real Hornet by the size of its eyes and the lack of a sting

First butterfly was a Cmma, looking rather worn.

And then as I walked into an open area a Small Heath.

At the first chalk pit I came across there was a lot of Hemp Acrimony and along with a couple of Red Admiral there was a Painted Lady nectaring.

Walking on there were more Painted Lady.  Here a slightly different pose.

And here showing the liking for the Hemp Acrimony.

There were good numbers of Common Blues from their second brood.  Here two males.

And a female.

As well as the Small and Large Whites there were a few Green-veined Whites, this one looking quite immaculate.

And for once I was able to get close in with a Large White nectaring on a Field Scabious.

The first Hummingbird Hawkmoth I came across was unusually stationary, settled on a leaf.

But a little further along I found one nectaring around the Thistles Thyme and Field Scabious.

I was now at the top end of the reserve with a lovely view across the harvested field though a gap in the bushes with small clouds floating in the azure blue sky.

Unfortunately there wasn't any sign of Brown Hairstreak, but I carried on walking the bridle way back towards the entrance.  I cut across to some more pits and again more Hemp Acrimony and again more Painted Lady.

They did seem to be everywhere, I counted eighteen on my walk around the reserve.

There were two Clouded Yellows that flew past me never to stop and then this moth which I have identified as a Sulphur Pearl.  This moth is right at the end of its flight period and feeds on the wild Carrot of which there was a lot on the reserve.

I walked around the same areas once again in the hope of finding the Brown Hairstreak, but without any luck at all.  They are appearing to be very elusive for me this year.  The last butterfly of the day was this Speckled Wood as I walked down the path back to the car.

It was lovely to walk through the wild flowers and the hordes of butterflies around this lovely reserve, it was just a shame the one butterfly I was hoping to find was not playing ball

4th July - Martin Down, Hampshire - Part Two

So faced with what to do we opted to keep going and pretty much circum navigate the reserve.  This entailed walking down to the car park at the north end of the reserve just off the A354.  We walked through the grassland of the rifle ranges with more Dark-green Fritillaries buzzing about.  As we approached the car park there was a Holly Blue around the gate and the surrounding bramble.

We crossed the road and made our way up the footpath and then turned right into another wonderful grass field, full of knapweed and thistles.  It was though still quite overcast.

I realised it would be good to try and photograph every species of butterfly seen, so stopped for this open winged Gatekeeper.

While this Meadow Brown appears to have fallen a sleep in its food.

The Small Coppers kept coming and were performing brilliantly on the flower heads, both on the wooded side of the path and amongst the grasses.

Butterflies we hadn't encountered on the walk along the dyke started to appear,Large Whites frustratingly at the back of the bramble and unreachable, but the Small Whites were a little bit easier.

At last a settled if rather worn Small Skipper.

And completing the set of currently available skippers a Large Skipper.

Ian was keen to find Purple Hairstreak and was shaking the lower branches of the oak trees.  He didn't initially flush any hairstreaks, but did disturb this Scarlet Tiger Moth.

Peacocks were everywhere, we managed to count 54, but there was probably more that we just didn't see, they seemed to be everywhere.

The bramble was turning up new butterflies this one of five Comma seen.

This Small Copper sat nicely on a grass seed head with the perfect background.  We counted 23 Small Copper all around the reserve.

Finally Ian's shaking of the oak tree branches paid off and we found this Purple Hairstreak at eye level on the oak leaves.

We saw three individuals but no doubt there were plenty more amongst the many oaks along the path.

By now the sun had broken through the clouds and it was warming up, this bringing many more butterflies about.

The path then would turn south and continue around the reserve, but there was a gate where the old Roman road headed east.  Immediately on the other side of the gate there were tall thistles and ragwort and these were attracting many butterflies so we had to go in and see juts what was about.

First up was another lovely Dark-green Fritillary, this time conveniently nectaring on the thistles and showing the lovely green wash on the underside that gives the butterfly its name.

Only the second Painted Lady of the day was nectaring on the Ragwort.

And one of eight Red Admiral, just resting.

Marbled Whites had an incredible day, we counted 111, but there must have been many more.  At one point we walked through thegrasses and there were clouds of the Marbled White and Meadow Brown coming up in front of us, a wonderful sight.

This rather worn Marbled White nectaring on a thistle flower with the perfect background.

But as we watched the butterflies we were treated to a display by a moth, a Hummingbird Hawkmoth to be precise.  It hung around the thistles and allowed us to play with shutter speeds as it nectared like it's namesake the hummingbird around us.

Nectaring amongst the thistle flowers even at one six thousand of a second shutter speed the wings were difficult to freeze.

Love the background on this one.

These are the closest I will get to photographing one of my favourite birds in this country.

We came back on to the reserve elated by the hawkmoth encounter and then made our way through the grass to the road.  On the way we flushed so many butterflies it was wonderful to see them on what was now a beautiful day.

We had to search for the gate on the other side of the road and on finding it we had to scramble through the bramble and branches.  Coming out the other side we were treated to some other wonderful views that were transformed by shooting them in black and white.  Big sky country, endless grass and lovely white wispy clouds.

And another view in colour.

This was my attempt to capture the wonderful array of wild flowers amongst the grass.  Unfortunately it doesn't do it justice.

The round walk was a distance of ten kilometres or six miles in old money.  It was a wonderful day and as we got back to the cars a Quail was still calling from the same field.

A total of twenty four butterfly species seen and these are the counts, from a wonderful day.