Before I start, a quick update on the controversial Wheatear.
Steve has written an excellent account of for Birding
Frontiers. Could we have inadvertently been looking at something much rarer?
Probably best to put the whole thing
behind us, but I for one would be interested in what these beasties look like
as 1st winters.
Those of you who occasionally frequent Birdforum will be
familiar with the usual complaints about the demise of Scillies birding relative
to Shetland and will no doubt have picked up more than a whiff of
less than sweet grapes. People are of course entitled to their own opinions
and all I offer on here is a personal perspective. This year I chose not to
visit Shetland. Instead I spent a week on the Isles of Scilly, mainly on St
Agnes with Rob “I’ve already found a White’s Thrush” Curtis and Graeme “Cillit
Bang” Garner. Despite being present on “Aggie”
when the White’s Thrush turned up yet failing to see it and despite relatively
modest finds (RB Fly, a Sab Gull and a smattering of Yellow-browed Warblers), I
loved every minute of my time on the Islands. Stunning scenery, friendly people,
nice pubs and constant feeling that a rare bird could be just around the next
corner (although more likely in the bush I just passed). To me, the Scillies and Shetland offer a fundamentally
different birding experience and require a different mind-set and approach, yet
each have their merit.
Shetland: wind swept, cold, rainy, with scarce or rare
migrants clinging to any scrap of vegetation. A visit to the plantations on Unst have a
likelihood of turning something good up and even the smallest patch of nettles
can hold tired, weather-beaten migrants. Birding tends to be more predictable.
Easterlies spell numerous migrants and westerlies spell hard graft. Birding tends
to entail visiting hotspots (areas with some cover) and generally necessitates getting
around by car. The experience itself can often be quite grim: howling, cold
winds and rain, but the rewards can be exceptional.
Scilly: while I confess not to be much of a fan of the
peak-season twitching of every scarcity scene on St Mary’s, St Agnes has a special feel about it. £20 a night for a
nice room in a 3 bedroom self-catering cottage seems pretty cheap to me. I loved
being able to do the whole Island on foot. While the amount of cover and inaccessibility
of some parts of the island can make for a frustrating experience at times, this also gave me the feeling that many places
were less well covered than may parts of Shetland (notably Unst and South
Mainland), so the potential for finding something good is always high. More than that though, the birding experience
itself, even when there is little to be
found, is enjoyable. The scenery is stunning and even towards the end of
October the weather can be warm enough for shorts and t-shirt. It’s easy to pop
out for a couple of ours and then zip home for a cup of coffee. While the
rewards may not be as constant as on Shetland when the east winds blow it
certainly has much potential. It certainly punches above its weight. This piece
offers a nice perspective from the early 1970s and for anybody who visited in 1999, the close proximity of Siberian
and White’s Thrush must have been a memorable experience. I for one will be visiting again soon.