I found myself with a
few hours to kill on a Saturday morning yet again and the urge for another
visit to the mudflats of Bagan Belat was simply too strong to be denied. At the
break of dawn, I positioned myself on the man-made rocky outcrop, slightly
hidden and eagerly anticipating whatever that is in store for me. A flock of
Black-crowned Night-herons flying back to roost was the first to capture my
attention.
Unlike the last visit,
my timing with the tide was better and the weather was also on my side for a
change. This is probably as good as it is going to get for a visit to the
mudflats. The rest, however, will depend on the waders. And today, they were
kind enough to go along with the plan.
The Lesser
Sand-plovers foraged the closest to me yet again. But how can I ignore a face
like this?
One of them has yet to
moult completely into its winter coat and stood out rather like a sore thumb.
Not that I am complaining. It does add a touch of colour to the all the shades
of grey and brown that were present on the mudflats.
The Terek Sandpipers,
on the other hand, swapped positions with the Curlew Sandpipers. So this time,
I had ample time to observe the Curlew Sandpiper up close and managed to obtain
quite a few good shots.
The majority of the
larger waders kept to the far end of the mudflats - as usual. The only access
to them is by boat or trekking through the mangroves and mud. But both are not
an option today due to the time constraint. The Marsh Sandpipers graced the
vicinity with their presence today and were the closest of the far flocks.
An unfamiliar shape
caught my immediate attention as it foraged among the smaller peeps. It turned
out to be a Great Knot and there were two of them.
The morning suddenly
just got a whole lot better and there was more to come as the birds gradually
made their way to my direction. Great Knots are not rare but I have had very
little luck with photographing them. These two juveniles are certainly adamant
of changing that today. And I, trying to keep as still as possible as I shot
the knots, was in wader heaven.
In the midst of
shooting the knots, a larger wader suddenly alighted not too far from me. Now,
who said wader watching is boring. Certainly not me! I find them to be
fascinating. The only thing is that I occasionally get their identification
wrong. But then again where is the fun if you got it easy all the time, right?
Anyway, back to the encounter. This impressive Bar-tailed Godwit certainly made
a great day better. Unfortunately, it did not take long for it to decide to
join others of its kind at the far end away from human disturbances. But
luckily, not before I took the shots.
Now, the godwit may
have ended its performance but the knots are far from done. They continued to
forage quite close to shore and this is by far the best encounter I had ever
experience with this species. They were quite active waders as they frequently
probing the mud and shallow pools for prey. At times, I even had difficulty
keeping up.
The Purple Heron is
not that common in this area - to me anyway. So when two of them flew leisurely
overhead I was a little surprised to say the least. I cannot recall if I have
ever seen any on mudflats before. However, it does occur along mangroves and we
certainly have plenty of that here.
2 comments:
"Wader Heaven" indeed !
Thanks, John.
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