Holderness: Skirlaugh to Wawne

The sun came out after a couple of weeks of gloomy cloudy cover. I took the East Yorkshire bus 24 to the village of Skirlaugh and then walk eastwards towards Benningholme along the Lamwath stream. Skirlaugh sits on a rise, about 13 m OSL. The meandering course of the stream runs through the north side of the village, lined with trees and bushes, and forming a wider flat bottom course as it leaves the village. So far, the stream had followed its natural course, and due to the incline of the land and the depth of the bed of the stream it was not embanked, however, it has very steep banks, and looks heavily deepened (top shot). A couple of Rabbits groom and sun themselves on the edge of a field, whilst a Fieldfare calls from atop a bare ash.

At Benningholme, at about 4 m OSL, banks appear on the sides of the at times straightened stream course. It is here that the Lambwath leaves its well defined valley and as the pattern of drainage becomes less clear. The monks of Meaux, the Lords of the Manor of Sutton and the Nunnery of Swine contributed to the drainage of the area by cutting ditches and drains. As early as 1210-1220, a channel was cut from the Lambwath between Arnold and Benningholme to Meaux Abbey. This, so called the Monkdyke, was navigable and also fed a water mill, and directly communicated the Lambwath with the river Hull. This drainage appears to have led to the disappearance of Lambwath Mere upstream.

I flush two Grey Wagtails by Lambwath bridge near Benningholme Hall.

The stream by Lambwath Bridge.

Later, on the gardens of the cottages before Benningholme Grange, there are Tree Sparrows. The thin, urgent call of a kingfisher comes from under the bridge, I can't spot it, but two Mallard watch me in the distance.

Tree Sparrow.

I walk along the road towards Meaux. Flocks of Redwing and Fieldfares are flushed from the hawthorn hedges. 

The pinkiest Howgeed I've even seen.

Drewery Sock Dyke.

A Grey Heron fishing at Drewery Sock Dyke.

Buzzard.

I was planning to get nearer to the old site of Meaux Abbey, but there is no public access and the road passing by it is busy, so I have to skirt around it. Two Buzzards call from trees on the edge of the site.

Meaux, hamlet.

From then onwards I walk quickly on the busy road towards the village of Wawne. It's a relief to leave it and take a public right of way shortcut to the village. I'm getting hungry and this was the end of my walk, but instead of getting the bus here I walk to the river by Greens Lane and sit on the river bank to have my lunch in the sunshine.

A young  nursery web spider basking

The river Hull at Wawne.

It is such a beautiful day that I decide to walk by the river to Beverley road to get my bus home. I am rewarded by a male Stonechat by the river bank.

Male Stonechat.

Holderness: Hollym to Withernsea

This is the first of a new series on walks around the villages of Holderness. Given the lack of trains in the peninsula, as both the Hornsea and Withernsea railways were discontinued in 1964, I will take buses and design circular walks around the villages, recording wildlife. I'll try and visit all the towns and villages of Holderness, prioritising those not by the Humber or the coast, which I have visited as part of other routes described in the blog (Walking the Humber and Walking Spurn Head to Filey Brigg). This morning, a mild, still and grey day, I take East Yorkshire bus 75 to Hollym, and weave my way by the lanes and paths to The Runnell, on the coast, and then follow the coast to Withernsea, and briefly visit the Millennium Green.

An old cabin or shed on a back garden at Hollym.

A Roe Deer buck and a pheasant.

Roe deer doe with two fawns. The wind was towards me and they didn't notice me until the mother eventually did, and she stood leg raised for a few moments, then she jumped through the hedge and they bounded, with their rump patches raised in alarm, across the field.

Buzzard.

I cross a ditch via a narrow foot bridge and a path by the houses on Holmpton Road. I hear the chirps of Tree Sparrows, and after some trying, I manage to get a few photos of one of them.

Tree Sparrow.

When at the top of the cliff, near the Runnel, I manage to find some steps cut into the cliff, so that I can cross the Runnell. I continue on the beach. The tide is almost low now, the beach expansive.

The Runnell.

I keep looking to the cliff, trying to find a way up. Finally, I find a quick way up by the sewage works. There are four small birds on the barbed wire fence, grooming after a bath. I'm pleasantly surprised to find they are Twite, a lifer for me! I might have seen flyover Twite, but not a proper view, so this is the highlight of today's trip.

Twite, their buff throat patch, tiny yellow bill and cream wing bar distinguish it from its relative the Linner. Twite are upland birds during the summer, but in the winter they can be found on bare ground on the coast.

There has been a lot of erosion in the area, and the path continues on a fallow field just before Intack farm.

Rabbits share a field with a flock of Starlings and a Meadow Pipit.

Meadow Pipit.

A Magpie atop a sign warning of the receding cliff. The cliff is very close to the road, There have been some defences built just south of the promenade, to defend the road.

A juvenile Mute Swan fly over.

Withernsea towers decorated with crocheted poppies.

I have my lunch, a jacket potato and coffee, at the Castle Cafe. Afterwards I have an hour to spare until my bus back, so I walk along the old Withernsea railway line. Flocks of Redwings fly over.

Redwings.

Urban River Hull and Barmston Drain with Hull Nats

I get bus 5 north early in the morning and I start my walk at the top of Beverley Road, then I cut across by the path along the field to Raich Carter way bridge. I'm joining Hull Nats later at Ennerdale, but I want to walk the whole of the urban stretch of the river Hull. A skein of Pink-footed geese fly calling overhead. It is cloudy, but calm. Their early commute to their day-time feeding grounds, flying north in the morning, has been a daily occurrence in the last couple of weeks.

Pink-footed Geese.

Another reason I started the walk early, is to check the Bransholme reservoir for migrant wildfowl. Unfortunately, the water level was very high, with no marginal vegetation exposed, so there were not many birds about. A mixed gull flock roosting in the centre, some Tufted Ducks and Cormorants resting on the pumping station building were the only highlights.

Cormorants.

Looking south from the floodbank of the river Hull by the reservoir. It is almost high tide.

Some soft vegetation rafts move quickly up river with the tide. The photo also shows the thick belt of reeds along stretches of the river. In the spring, these are noisy with Reed Warbler and Reed Bunting's song, but not today.

A pair of Jackdaws inspect this hole in a poplar trunk. The same hole is used by Stock Doves at times.

A very vocal Buzzard is perched on a lamp post just north of Ennerdale.

I flush a Roe Deer doe on the grassland by Ennerdale. She gazes at me for a few seconds before bounding away.

A young Grey Heron by the river.

A view of Sutton Bridge.

Eleven members assembled in Ennerdale car park and started the walk along the west bank of the river. The route, planned by Richard Middleton, involved a couple of strategic shortcuts across some of the most industrial meanders of the river, which also allowed to walk along green stretches of the Beverley and Barmston Drain.

The empty cocoons of the zigzag elm sawfly Aproceros leucopoda, an invasive species that is spreading north. The larvae feed on elm leaves creating a characteristic zig-zag pattern. As they grow the eaten patches increase and in some conditions they can defoliate trees. The cocoon was like a silken lacy cage and had an opening on one side. We found several cocoons, and no larvae. This patch of elm suckers on the corner of Air street cemetery holds the only known colony in Hull so far. 

We continue along Bankside and then take the cycle track towards the drain. We have our lunch there, by the recently mowed banks of the drain. It is warmer and we've got some sunny spells. Coneheads are calling from grassy patches along the cycle track. Afterwards, we continue along Bridlington Avenue and join the river again at Wincolmlee. We follow the river until the Humber from then onwards.

A pair of Green Mesh Weaver, Nigma walkenaeri, mating on an ivy leaf.

A Redshank just north of Scott Street Bridge.

A lush Lady Fern growing in the space between two walls at Scott Street Bridge.

The Humber, and the view towards The Deep earlier in the walk (top shot).

 

Train trip: King's Mill, Driffield

I have wanted to survey the Driffield area for bush-crickets for a while, given the lack of records there. Even though October is the end of the season, it looked a day as good as any: sunny spells, mild and little wind, so I got the 9:00 train from Hull to Driffield and made my way via King's Mill Road to the Driffield's Millennium Green area, where I had been tipped there was areas of rough grassland to search. The area lies on the spring line of the Wolds, and includes the lake known as The Keld (from the Old Scandinavian kelda, spring) and a chalk stream, Driffield Beck, ultimately feeding the river Hull, and some newly dug ponds.

A was a bit surprised to see this male Pheasant just chilling in a garden.

This building was Mortimer's Museum or Archaeology and Geology.

Rook cawing and screaming.

Comma.

Red Admiral.

The sunny spells were few and far between, but in each one, insects became quite apparent. An ivy near the entrance was buzzing with insects. The Comma and Red Admiral were highlights.

A wading Carrion Crow by a pond.

From the bridge, a pair of Mute Swans, one with an angel wing, coots, moorhens and mallards

A Grey Heron and a Little Egret (below) on the dead branches of a tree by the Keld.

View of the stream.

Two bridges cross the feeder for the mill, and the stream. After crossing the stream, with the clear water typical of chalk streams, a boardwalk allows to navigate a wet area. A sunny spell makes me switch the bat detector on and Long-winged Coneheads are calling, success! I manage to find a male and a female nymph, success! Another field holds both Roesel's and Long-winged coneheads, including a late instar female nymph.

Male Long-winged Conehead.

A dry pond.

I cross a gate connecting two fields, and a patch of overgrown grass quickly yields my first seen Roesel's, a female basking, while males sing around. I follow the south side of the hedge by a grassy field. At the end, unexpectedly, I find another gate, leading to an informal path following the bank of the meandering stream, with some spots that allow access to the water. The water crowfoot beds are apparent on the top shot.

Two views of the chalk stream.

I remembered that there are River Limpets in the chalk streams of Kirkburn, so I picked a random rock from the shore and there were plenty!

It is the most picturesque place.

I have my packed lunch on a grassy slope near one of the ponds. As I settle, I flush a Common Field Grasshopper, the third orthopteran of the day!

One of the ponds. It might have filled a bit after the rains last week, as there are many dead great pond snails near the shore. Two pairs of Common Darters were ovipositing.

I walk around the damp edge and find a few Slender Groundhoppers.

After lunch, I explore the north of the site, alongside the Keld. In addition to the plentiful willows, there are some large Alders, with the area looking like carr woodland.

Altogether, I'm very pleased to have visited this site, regardless of the bush-crickets, it's well worth a visit.