Hickling guided walk, 19 August 2024

As we gathered in NWT’s Hickling Broad and Marshes nature reserve’s car park, the talk was on a strange subject, namely galls on alder catkins. This was prompted by two things: alders in the car park, and photos in the printed holiday report I passed to Ann, which included alder catkins with galls that she’d found in Bulgaria’s Western Rhodopes, in that case on grey or speckled alder Alnus incana rather than our common alder, Alnus glutinosa. More on these later.

The introductory chat with Rachel at the visitor centre was punctuated by observing a black-tailed skimmer on the ground and hornets going into the centre’s roof. We started by failing to find a wasp spider in the long grass, which was a star find on the Honeyguide group’s visit this time last year, on 24 August 2023.

Ruddy darter.

There were dragonflies everywhere today. Ruddy darters and common darters were especially numerous, and many more black-tailed skimmers landed on paths throughout the morning. Blue emperors, brown hawkers and a southern hawker – that was when we were back near the visitor centre later – added to the mix.

Twice willow emerald damselflies landed and posed for us. Other species today were blue-tailed and common blue damselflies.

Willow emerald damselfly.

Much of the interest today was in various invertebrates. Three of these (a fourth, Roesel's bush-cricket, jumped too quickly for a photo) are in the photo collage below: dingy footman, green shield bug and the chrysalis of a drinker moth, which – from the hole on the side of the pupa’s case – had either been parasitised or predated.

Top: green shield bug and dingy footman moth. Bottom: drinker moth chrysalis and female black-tailed skimmer.

Birds in the reedbed area were fairly quiet, as you might expect in August: distant calling cranes, a chew chew of a greenshank, Cetti’s warbler, glimpses of bearded tit. But it paid to look up from time to time, such us twice when a spoonbill flew past, and for that other big white bird now regular at Hickling, great white egret.

Ah yes, those galls on female alder catkins, which are caused by the ascomycete fungus Taphrina alni. The best place for these, we found, was on alders by the viewpoint over Hickling Broad, where we’d stopped to see the usual great crested grebes and herd of mute swans. There were at least 10 of these galls here, plus a few later, and the photo collage gives a feel for the variation in size, colour and shape, all in a range of tongue-like shapes.

Galls on female alder catkins,  caused by the fungus Taphrina alni. 

In late summer and early autumn, we all instinctively turn over oak leaves to look for galls. It’s interesting how the number of these vary from year to year. As well as many common spangle galls, what caught the eye this year were egg-shaped galls on the veins of oak leaves caused by the gall wasp Neuroterus anthracinus. Some were green, others 'ripening' to red and turning blotchy.

Galls on oak leaves caused by the gall wasp Neuroterus anthracinus.

It was too late in the year to see the rare fen mason wasp, though we did look closely at patches on the ground that had been fenced to protect them. We found one distinct ‘chimney’ or ‘turret’ from an underground nest. Back at the visitor centre, warden John Blackburn was saying that the soil pellets discarded by burrowing females are equally distinctive and therefore a good indicator of the wasps' presence: these are also evident in the photo.

Fen mason wasp ‘turret’.

Farther round there were three freshly emerged small tortoiseshell butterflies on hemp agrimony. Gatekeepers were also fairly numerous.

Small tortoiseshell on hemp agrimony. 

Even creeping thistle had two points of interest. The swelling on the stem is a gall caused by the picture-winged fly Urophora cardui. The creamy-white foliage is explained by this quote: "This is caused by Pseudomonas syringae, a bacteria that produces a chemical called tagetitoxin, which poison chloroplasts and causes chlorosis." 

Creeping thistle: gall and bleaching caused by a bacterium.

Brendan’s Marsh was relatively quiet here, though we returned to look over it from the other side after we’d had our picnic lunches. From the viewing platform it was easy to find two nests of spoonbills: this species is nesting at Hickling for a second year. There were also two spoonbills on Brendan’s Marsh, at least three great white egrets and several little egrets. These were mixed in with many geese (Canada, greylag and Egyptian), ducks in eclipse plumage, namely mallard, gadwall, shoveler and teal, lapwings and a single ruff.

Spoonbill collage of digiscoped images:two on Brendan's Marsh and distant nest.

Brendan's Marsh: great and little egrets and various wildfowl (digiscoped).

Back in the car park, now we’d got our eye in for them, we found a few more galls on the alder catkins over our parked cars, which we showed to Rachel. Perhaps not as showy for sharing with visitors as last year’s wasp spider, but certainly a point of interest.

Chris Durdin

Plumstead and Holt Country Park, 8 August 2024

This was a guided walk with a difference, starting at the house of my late father, John Durdin, the Old Post Office in Plumstead, the walk on this occasion supporting the Honeyguide Charitable Trust. It would be fair to say that six Honeyguiders enjoyed their tour of the garden, house, cellar and small cottages in the grounds, with various historic features discussed. At one point there were four buzzards in the sky.

Pond at Plumstead Green.

We set off for a local walk, stopping first at St Michael’s church, which happened to be open as some Plumstead residents were meeting there for coffee. We took a look inside this compact and attractive church, which has two large paintings by John Durdin. At Plumstead Green we stopped at the village pond, restored a decade and a half ago. A blue emperor hunted over the pond and there were distant blue damselflies, but these were trumped by a female southern hawker that landed on a hogweed stem, allowing close views and photos in its characteristic upright perched position. 

Southern hawker, female.

We walked around the adjacent conservation meadow, now (paths apart) with high vegetation dominated by hogweed and wild carrot, plus a patch of tansy and birdsfoot trefoil here and there.

Plumstead's conservation meadow.

On the edge of a sugar beet field we looked at arable ‘weeds’, including black bindweed, which in my flower book is classified as a dock, though in more recent references it’s put in Polygonaceae (knotweeds, such as redshank). Redshank, field pansy (heartsease), fat hen and hedge mustard were among the other ‘weeds’. We turned left in the wood, and obvious marble galls on oak prompted some leaf turning, and we found silk button and spangle galls. By the sheltered edge of the words there were about 20 hunting dragonflies, mostly migrant hawkers. We returned to Plumstead up Jericho Lane, passing a nice clump of yellow toadflax. We had picnic lunches in the garden, and it was hot enough for us to seek the shade of the large cooking apple tree. A red kite passed by, over the field behind the Old Post Office.

The weather had become overcast as we arrived at Holt Country Park, and there was briefly a hint of drizzle, though not enough for a coat. The grey sky meant no butterflies on the buddleias in the car park, and we walked steadily through the woods past the big pond and onto the dry heath part of Holt Lowes. Here the tall common (European) gorse was not in flower; instead the generally shorter and unscented western gorse was flowering, as is typical in August. Despite the lack of sunshine, on the heath there seemed to be plenty of butterflies, mostly gatekeepers, meadow browns and peacocks.

Western gorse, bell heather and heather.

The wide, sandy path had various little holes on account of solitary bees and ants, and in two places we found what I was hoping we'd see: bee wolf. The first disappeared quickly down a burrow, the second we watched digging for a good while before it disappeared. It’s a species spreading further north and a recent colonist here.

Bee wolf.

The wet edge of Holt Lowes meant various difference species, starting with lots of lesser spearwort and ragged robin. The weather was against us for the star invertebrate, keeled skimmer, just two brief views of flying blue-grey males, though again there were plenty of migrant hawkers in the wing, plus a ruddy darter. There was plenty of botanical interest: bog pimpernel (though it took a while to find some last, lingering pink flowers), tormentil, marsh lousewort, clubmoss and pink crossed-leaved heath to add to the bell and common heathers in drier areas. A single heath spotted orchid was a surprise, this late in the year, and there was lots of round-leaved sundew.

Round-leaved sundew.

Tormentil - a four-petalled cinquefoil.

Ann and I were searching alder buckthorn bushes for traces of brimstone butterflies, but we found only nibbled leaves. However, Ann did find a fine female speckled bush cricket. That was not long before we’d completed our circuit of Holt Lowes, and we then returned to the car park

Speckled bush-cricket on an alder buckthorn leaf.

The walk plus additional donations for books and other items raised £400 for the Honeyguide Charitable Trust.

Chris Durdin