Thanks
Wurzel, sounds like we're on the same page, it was the bill that swung it for me too
I guess that greener spot catches a bit more rain than nearby areas
David . The whole aea looked very green, just a shame I didn't have the weather to make the most of it
Spain, March 2019 part 5
21st March
In an effort to escape the near gale force winds in the general area where we were staying we went off to one of the places we’d planned to go from the start, Ronda. Up in the mountains it was decidedly chilly and it wasn’t helped by the rather stiff breeze, not quite gale force but still not particularly butterfly friendly. On the plus side we were blessed with a cloudless sky so perhaps if we could get out of the wind I might get lucky. We spent a bit of time being tourists, browsing shops and museums and looking at the spectacular scenery
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The gorge which the town is famous for was particularly attractive to me due to the flock of Choughs which were playing in the wind. These birds would become a permanent fixture for the day. I rarely saw one touch down but I’m pretty sure I never saw one flap its wings once.
As equally at home in the windy gorge were a small flock of Martins/Swifts. I couldn’t get close shots but looks like they were Pallid Swift.
Once we’d done the touristy bit we went off to the old town looking for a path down the western side to some green areas. I kept hearing and getting fleeting glances of small yellow finches which, once I finally managed to get my lens on one, turned out to be Serin, and like the Chough they were common as muck too
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The wind was an easterly and the high cliff upon which the town sits had the desired effect. Out of the wind the temperature soured and butterflies were suddenly plentiful. Whites showed up first in a fenced off meadow, Small and Large positively identified, but I’m pretty sure other species were flying about too, just not close enough to see anything that might narrow down the ID.
- Large White
As we walked along a stone wall, something orange darted off and joined the Whites in the meadow. I was pretty sure it was a Wall but what species. I didn’t know whether Large Walls go this high but in the end I managed to get a clear view and it turned out to be a female of the standard model.
It was by now the hottest part of the day so finding butterflies that were willing to sit still proved predictably difficult, but there was plenty of activity to observe.
- Stonechat
At the top of a steep grassy bank a hummingbird Hawkmoth buzzed me, an Iberian Scarce Swallowtail swooped and floated around and more whites flitted here and there. One in particular caught my eye, flitting close enough for me to know it would be another lifer, I just needed it to settle to know which lifer. And it did, only briefly but long enough to see the very distinctive pattern of a Green Striped White
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At the bottom of the grassy bank I did a bit of off-roading and disturbed a couple of small dark butterflies which turned out to be some more of my old friends, Provence Hairstreak. These little things were just turning up everywhere it seemed
! Nearby sat a Small Copper, all it needed was a Green Hairstreak on the other side to give the Provence Hairstreak an identity crisis
A Small White was also feeding down here so a few snaps were taken, just on the off chance I’d stumbled across a
mannii. Nope,
rapae it was
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All through the trip so far I’d seen little dark Warblers that reminded a little bit of Dartford Warblers, but I’d never managed to get a clear view until today, they look like Sardinian Warblers if my guide book is to be believed.
Some building work stopped us from continuing our round trip back up to the town so be retraced our steps, finding a couple of worn Painted Lady fighting over a sunny patch of rock face and then my second White lifer of the day a Bath White
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The day ended back in town with more (or rather more likely the same) Serin and Chough posing and playing for my benefit.
Yet another great day in Spain