On Friday I had a a trip out to Spurn Point. This had been planned for a while, but took on new and exciting potential when we discovered a Wryneck, a bird I’d never seen, had been showing well for around a week.
Of course, migrants can disappear at any moment so it being there the day before certainly didn’t mean it would be there when we arrived! But as we reached the cafe car park near Sandy Beaches, the number of middle aged men with giant cameras told us the bird was still present.
I’d not bothered to read up on Wrynecks in advance, so initially I dismissed the sparrow-like bird sitting on the roof of the holiday camp club house. But as it dropped down to the fence to a sea of clicking camera shutters, it registered that this was indeed the bird we’d come to see.
Not that it hung around long, before dropping into the yard:
This may make it seem like it was a bit lost or confused, but wrynecks are predominantly ground-dwelling and, like the Green Woodpecker, mainly eat ants. So a yard like this probably held an abundant food supply.
It eventually came back up and posed obligingly, seemingly unfazed by the banks of cameras. No camera-smashing Hollywood starlet of a bird here, perfectly content.
Sadly I didn’t get a great pic, but that’s never the point. Just seeing the bird is the thing. I’d love to have a photo that emphasised its tremendous cryptic camouflage. If you want that, I suggest you look at Ellis’ pics of the same bird from earlier in the week.
That’s it on the Wryneck. I’ll have a post up tomorrow with more from the trip.