17 May 2020

The 58 - Episode VII - An inglorious failure!

Sunday, 17th May 2020

After returning from the Isle of Wight, a whole week elapsed before we were on the road again supporting our hero's quest.

It was that time of year when High brown fritillaries are on the wing.

Like Glanville fritillary this rare butterfly is found only in a limited number of locations. Our choice seemed to be between an area around the Southern Lake District or Dartmoor.

The Lakes seemed, to us, the more attractive and easier place to get to.

We had been to look for this butterfly in previous years. On those occasions we went to Arnside Knott. Although we had some success, we had only found a couple on three visits, a change of site was proposed. On a warm sunny day off we set, early, to Whitbarrow Scar, which our hero had singled out as a site where it was present.

We arrived at the selected car park, took one look at the hill in front of us, and decided that for at least two of us either the ascent or descent would be beyond the capabilities of our rickety knees.

The guide was hastily consulted and an alternative (easier) approach to the hill was found. Off we set again following some lovely narrow roads through the countryside until we reached The Howe. We then followed the road as it climbed the hill only for it to appear to peter out into a private track.

Our hero got out to investigate, whilst we made our way, downhill, back into the village and looked for somewhere to park.

In the village we were lucky enough to meet a lady walking her dog. She was able to tell us that we could follow the track and there would be somewhere to park as the track entered the woodland.

We returned, picking up our hero, who had found the car park and was returning to tell us, and continued uphill to the designated spot.

All we had to do now was make the final ascent which, fortunately was not too steep.


The top was a vast plateau, a mixture of sparse low vegetation and bare rock. And, judging from the shape of some of the trees, quite windswept.


It did not look like High brown fritillary habitat. Nevertheless we had a look around. Although insects of interest were hard to find we did manage to spot this male scorpion fly Panorpa germanica.


Towards the edge of the plateau there were a few Junipers.

What better than to find a Juniper shieldbug on a Juniper.

Hey presto! A quick beat of a Juniper yielded this specimen:


This was all very nice but there were no butterflies.

An area of longer vegetation was spotted in a shallow hollow which promised shelter from the prevailing wind. We headed there.

Almost immediately we saw a fritillary.

But which one?

Dark green and High brown  are very similar and they are often found together so getting close to the butterfly to confirm its identity is critical.

However our first butterfly did not hang around long enough for us to say it was anything other than a "fritillary".

We descended into the hollow and continued our search.

And were rewarded.

Not with a High brown fritillary but a Northern brown argus.

Number 37: Northern brown argus

Photograph: Bob Kemp
This is not a photograph of the one we saw, which was extremely camera shy, but one that Bob had photographed the year before.

After much more searching we found a fritillary that had settled.

Take a photograph, worry about the identification later!


The underwing of this butterfly lacks the row of small silver dots, each with a brown ring, between the outermost two rows of pale patches on the underside of the hindwing. In addition the darker markings on the edge of the outside pale markings are greenish rather than brown. This makes it ...

High brown fritillary?

No, alas, it is:

No. 38 Dark green fritillary


Two species added to the list.

The trip was a success!

But, no, we had not found the elusive High brown. The search continued.

We separated for a while, each checking out areas that interested us.

On regrouping I heard that a High brown fritillary had been seen and photographed.

Flushed with success we started to make our way back, stopping to take a look at a small pool .

We chanced upon a basking four-spotted chaser.


And nearby a Greater butterfly-orchid.


As we took the return path we came across a couple who were looking after the cattle that grazed on the hill.

"Did you find anything of interest?", they enquired.

"High brown fritillary" was the boastful reply.

What fateful words.

After a splendid meal at a local hostelry, the journey back was uneventful.

Why, you may ask, is there no title "Number 39: High brown fritillary" and photograph?

After all you did find it.

Ah … well …

The following day I received an email letting me know that the photograph of the High brown was, on closer inspection, a Dark green fritillary.

So ...

Number 39: High brown fritillary

And! O that we had not bragged about our find.

Our hero's fret level for this butterfly was now at 9 out of 10.

Dartmoor was discussed, but our hero, taking his quest very seriously, diligently studied internet resources, with some help from friends, and eventually found that there was a nearer site that we could try. However, the continued search for this butterfly will have to wait for another day.

Yesterday I took advantage of the change to the "stay at home" restrictions and headed for the summit of Little Hill to check if, for the tenth year in succession, the hoverfly Callicera rufa is still in residence. Apart from a few people circumnavigating the Wrekin the path to the top was deserted, as was the top itself allowing me space and time to check for the hoverfly.

But I did not need much time as there, as if deciding which way to go on the Shropshire Way, was the hoverfly.


In case you cannot see it, it is between the two signs slightly preferring the one on the left.

Here is a closer view of the insect.


 As in previous weeks people have been kind enough to send me photographs which I now include for your delight.

To start, something unusual. A photograph of a microscope slide of a mildew found on gooseberries. The red liquid is the stain used in preparing the slide.

Photograph: Les Hughes
Ants on a Peony bud:

Photograph: Nigel Cane-Honeysett
The snipe-fly Atherix ibis

Photograph: John Martin
Dingy skipper:

Photograph: David Williams
Gomphus vulgatissimus:

Photograph: Bob Kemp
A rather cute grasshopper nymph:

Photograph: David Williams
A Green-veined white:

Photograph: Peter Hodgkinson
A Large red damselfly:

Photograph: Peter Hodgkinson
An Orange-tip:

Photograph: Peter Hodgkinson
A hoverfly, Portevinia maculata:

Photograph: John Martin
A cranefly, Ptychoptera contaminata

Photograph: John Martin
A Small heath, looking a bit worse for wear:

Photograph: David Williams
Small pearl-bordered fritillary

Photograph: Bob Kemp
Photograph: Bob Kemp
And a few of my own from the past week. First a Tortoise shieldbug found whilst out and about taking my daily exercise:


A moth that did not quite make it to the mothy trap in our garden, a Small phoenix:


A visitor to our small meadow that used to be our back lawn, A Silver-Y


As mentioned in an earlier dispatch we are embracing "No mow May" and have been rewarded with the appearance of a Cuckoo-flower. Unfortunately I could find no Orange-tip eggs on it.


And finally. If you follow this link and watch the video "Looking at Invertebrates" you may recognise some of the people involved.

Keep well.


10 May 2020

The 58 - Episode VI - The seed flowers

Sunday, 10th May 2020

Before I continue with our tale of derring-do in pursuit of all the butterflies found in Great Britain I need to return to a photograph I included last week.


The keen-eyed amongst you will have noticed that the second bird on the left has been ringed.


The ring is white with the characters "N03R".


I entered this sighting on the Euring website and within a day I had received a history of this Lesser black-backed gull:
  • It received its ring in Malaga, Spain on 15 February 2012. 
  • Five months later it was spotted in Aldeby, Norfolk, which, to save you having to look it up, is a few miles west of Lowestoft.
  • Early in 2013 it was back in Spain, being spotted several times around Madrid.
  • It was next seen in May 2013 at a landfill near Albert Village, Leicestershire.
  • Nothing more was reported until February last year (2019) when it was spotted on Trench Lock Pool in Telford
  • And the final report was the roof of my neighbour's house.
If you are fortunate enough to spot a bird with a ring that you can decipher I strongly recommend submitting the sighting. 

Back to our story.

As you will gather from the title, the seed planted in our hero's mind to see one of the most restricted butterflies, in terms of distribution, did germinate, as a plan was formulated on how to get from our homes to Compton Bay on the Isle of Wight and back in a day.

And, remarkably, his frequent travelling companions agreed to accompany him. Even more remarkably there were not too many objections from the companions' families other than a general agreement that:

"They must be mad!"

The weather forecast was consulted - many times - and a date and time of meet agreed.

Early on Tuesday 11th June 2019, we were set forth.

I do not remember much about the trip to Lymington. I must have been catching up on sleep most of the way! But we arrived in very good time to catch the 11 o'clock ferry to Yarmouth.


Naturally a trip like this requires good weather to give it a chance to succeed. Fortunately the weather ahead of us over the island looked set fair but a glance behind revealed rather darker clouds threatening to spoil our enjoyment.

Photograph: Jim Cresswell
Still we had come this far, there was no turning back.

The journey to Yarmouth took about 40 minutes. Plenty of time for a stroll about and a selfie.


We are now in Yarmouth.

On foot.

How do we get to Compton Bay, 5 miles away?

We checked the bus timetable. Yes we could get there, but a bus was not due for quite some time.

An alternative was to take a taxi. But there were no taxis available by the time we found the rank.

Whichever came first, we would use, posting one person at the bus stop and a second at the taxi rank.

A taxi pulled in so we hired it to get us to Compton Bay. Once there we had the foresight to get the driver's telephone number so that we could call him for a lift back to Yarmouth when we were ready to return.


The area in which we were hoping to find our target butterfly for the day was the undercliff. That is the bit between the cliff from where the above photograph was taken and the beach. This has been formed from landslips from the cliff as it eroded. Vegetation has established over the years and provides unusual but excellent habitat. This is exploited by the Glanville fritillary and many other invertebrates and plants.

Fortunately we did not need to abseil down the cliff face to get to the undercliff, some steps had been provided for public use.

Down we went. For some reason I found myself at the front so went down as quickly as my knees would allow. Having got to the bottom I took a small track along the undercliff. I had only gone about 20 yards when I found:

Number 35 - Glanville fritillary.


I have been a bit previous here. It is not number 35 until our hero has seen it and confirmed its identity. So I stood there and waited.

Where was Jim?

He was about a third of the way down the stairs peering at the cliff face.

I shouted.

He did not hear.

I shouted again.

He still did not hear.

So I gave up and just waited, keeping an eye on the butterfly to keep track of where it went.

Fortunately the butterfly appeared content feeding on the flower and showed no inclination to move.

Eventually our hero arrived and, amazingly, the butterfly was still there. So it became officially Number 35.

He was so pleased that we had found one that, when he stood up straight after peering at it, gravity took over. His large and weighty rucksack took charge making him fall over, quite elegantly, backwards into the forgiving vegetation behind him.

Much to the amusement of two young ladies returning up the cliff from the beach!

Fortunately no damage, apart from pride, was sustained.

A bonus.

Number 36: Small skipper.


Of course these are fairly common in our locality but this was our hero's first sighting of the year.

After these successes a much delayed lunch was taken in the company of a Great green bush cricket.

Photograph: Bob Kemp
Lunch over we explored the small plateau we were on ...


Taking in the views …


And being very grateful for the warm, mostly sunny weather we were experiencing, whilst over on the mainland the black clouds had amassed. They had not, thankfully, crossed the Solent.

Photograph: Jim Cresswell
We continued to find Glanville fritillaries as they fed ...

Photograph: Bob Kemp
And as they mated.

Photograph: Bob Kemp
As we meandered about the undercliff we spotted a Broomrape.


And the several of the beetle Psilothrix viridicoeruleus which feeds on the Thrift that grows abundantly here.


After all this excitement, time for some personal reflection.


It was time to retrace our steps. But the area held one more surprise.

As we ascended the steps our hero stopped in his tracks and studied, intently, a step in front him.

It was a Boat bug (photographed on the vegetation we placed it on to avoid accidental trampling on the steps.)


The taxi driver responded quickly to our call and deposited us in Yarmouth in time for some quick refreshments before catching the ferry back to Lymington.

The rest of the journey, as far as I remember it, was long but uneventful, apart from difficulty in finding an eating place that would provide a meal that complemented the rest of this extraordinary day.

Two butterflies were causing our hero's "fret" level to rise at this point.

The first was the relatively common Small white. Why had he not seen one yet?

The second was High brown fritillary, which according to my book, is one of the most endangered butterflies. Its flight period was fast approaching so plans were made to return to "known" sites around Morecambe Bay to look for it

I am afraid that you will have to wait to find out if this next outing was successful.

To finish this episode here are a few photographs of recent sightings.

I start with someone who has been digging a big hole in his garden and filling it with water.

Photograph: David Williams
What is remarkable about that you may ask?

Well, within days there were at least three insects making their living in it despite the lack of any vegetation - to quote, there was a "a bigger beetle sp., a smaller beetle sp. and a pond skater". Not bad!

Here is the bigger beetle.

Photograph: David Williams
And the pond skater taking advantage of a water-logged fly.

Photograph: David Williams
A recent find of note was Shropshire's second record of the Brassica shieldbug, Eurydema oleracea, which was found at Millichope.

Photograph: Caroline Uff
The first was found in the Wyre Forest in 2007. I hope it is not another 13 years before we see another one.

My own entomology has been restricted to moth trapping. Here are a few of the moths that have found their way into it recently.

Angle shades:


Muslin moth:


Scalloped hazel:


Light brown apple moth:

And finally, despite this month being "No Mow May" how do you fancy having one of these to help you keep fit when you do mow? (Spotted by the eagle eyes of our spiderman.)

Photograph: unknown
Until the next time, keep safe and well.