Last night I took Jack to hopefully see the Great Grey Owl. Jr did an excellent job driving us again and this was a big night for Jack. It was his, perhaps final, chance to prove that he is not a jinx. It has to be said that having him in along is normally just for his delightful company as bird wise we normally see Jack.. 😉
Conditions were good although as has proved to be the case rather
too often recently temperatures were 4 degrees colder than forecast so our extremities
had to deal with -13C. It was cloudless and pretty much windless but the moon
was not up. We did not go chasing Tengmalm’s but did hear three or four and saw one but
it was the GG that was the absolute main target. The bird we heard last year
was Jack’s one and only encounter with the species and that was a long range
hear so too see one would be something else. Jr was also unusually invested in
getting to see one.
Our first attempt drew a
blank but at another place we heard a bird albeit
distantly. We then tried to get closer which proved unsuccesfull and we could not locate exactly where the bird was but eventually
approached our first stop again and heard that individual was now in full throttle.
It was actually quite easy to find him as he sat quite high up in a spruce and
looked down at us as he threw out his deep hoots. I am quite famous within an admittedly
extremely small circle for my Great Grey impression and I tried it out on this
bird. I immediately got his attention but after a quick look he then decided to
fly to another tree 10m away. The way he looked over his shoulder at me when he
landed was difficult to interpret – it was either come chase me handsome or you
scare me big boy. Either way I think we can say I have clearly got a future as
a GG impersonator.
The night was already made and it was only 8pm so we decided
to have a few other stops and this is when things got interesting. We heard a
hooting that matched the frequency and depth of a GG but the sound was very
gruff. We were unable to get close to it and get a recording but my conclusion
is that it was a GG with a speech impediment. However, in the same area we then
heard three different sounds. One was a barking that may very well have been a
female Ural Owl, the other a high pitched owly noise that resembled a Little
Owl (doesn’t occur in Norway) and then a single hoot that I have no idea about.
Our attempts to get the source(s) to come closer and call more frequently
failed and in the end extreme extremity pain caused us to seek refuge in a now
cold car and just start driving home to warm up. This though gives even more
reason to visit the area more this spring.
I made no attempt to take “proper” photos or videos but did
capture the hooting GG on my phone and also took some images with the thermal
imager. Despite it being -13C it was only the eyes, bill and legs that lit up
showing just how good the thick feathering is to insulate.
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it was -13C but the body gives off no more heat than the trees |
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heat only comes from eyes, mouth, ears and legs |
We also heard a Tawny Owl and I saw Hawkie in Maridalen
earlier in the day so it was a case of Owl, Owl, Owl & Owl!
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the Hawk Owl had at times clearly heard something but I am still to see him even attempt to catch something in 2025 but his continued presence obviously means he does |
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Waxwing (sidensvans) |
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the red waxy tips to the secondaries are clear to see |
In Maridalen lots of Common Crossbills are still coming down
to the roads and I have managed better footage showing that it must be
salts/minerals they are licking rather than grit they are eating although I am
sure they do both. It was unsurprising that I found a roadkill male which allowed
a closer look at its impressive bill. I was tempted to dissect it to look at
the contents of its stomach but thought that was a step too far for citizen
science.
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salt licking male Common Crossbill (grankorsnebb) |
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and female |
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