Cheers Trevor

I did find a Holly Blue but it was too far into an Ivy bush to try out the technique
Cheers Dave

I was lucky with this one as most White Admirals it seems just want to mess themselves up the minute they're out of the chrysalis
Week Beginning 06-07-2015 Larkhill
06-07
AM
I didn’t really take a count this morning as once again I just walked as clouds of butterflies magically appeared from my feet. It seems that old guard are heading off as what was once a mixture of small blues and greys have now been replaced with larger browns and little golden bullets. This morning I spent some time (4 out of my 5 minutes) checking out antennae tips on as many golden skippers as I could approach. It was tricky work, not so much the checking more the approaching as even this early in the morning they were very active, all charged up and ready to go! Of those that I did the majority were Small but the number of Essex are increasing and possibly by the end of the week there could be a 50:50 ratio of Small:Essex. One Essex was particularly well marked with the black antennae appearing almost green in colour.
I did see a few Small Heaths in amongst the multitudes of skippers, Ringlets, Meadow Browns and Marbled Whites which seem to be reaching their peak now.
07-07
AM
What happened? This morning everything was wet underfoot – I even ended up driving to work with the blowers on full – something I’ve not had to do for a couple of months now! It showed in the morning count – with only 3 Meadow Browns, 7 Marbled Whites (all of which were communally roosting), 6 Ringlets and 11 Smessex Skippers.
PM
I wandered the Northbound path today for a change and also as the wind was blowing and the line of scrub sheltered this path whereas the Eastbound it would have whipped down it. I had to walk a far bit up the path to get beyond the line of grazing and I’m not convinced that this first part of the path will return to its former glory but as the graze started to lengthen I started to see butterflies. First up a couple of Ringlets, then Marbled Whites and it was only when I got really into the grass that I started seeing golden skippers. Once I’d seen one they seemed to be everywhere and I would stop and count them, well try and count them. I’d get to 27 or so and then one of the little bu$$ers would set the whole lot off and they would whiz here there and everywhere looking a little like someone had knocked a beehive over! It made counting almost impossible so after noting the one offs – Small Tort, Hedge Brown and a Common Blue I just enjoyed the show once more!
08-07
PM
Just walking from my front door to the car was enough to soak me to the skin so I decided not to even bother stopping off for a morning visit. The afternoon was only marginally better, cooler and greyer than of late with a wicked gusty wind. I’d have lined a shot up of something on a Knapweed and the shots would be blurred as the wind ripped along the Eastbound path. The butterflies would grimly hold on like a toddler on one of those play ground spring horses. Not happy I beat a hasty retreat without making a proper count.
09-07
AM
This morning was much better and as I was going to have to get home pronto in order to see K playing the part of Eliza Doolitte in Olivia I tarried a little longer than usual. After the grimness of the Eastbound path yesterday I decided to head oop North instead and I was glad that I did as there was a cracking sight to see. Meadow Browns seem to be coming into their prime with Marbled Whites still holding their own and the Ringlets fading with each passing day. Some are a shadow of their former selves not so much chocolate more old chocolate that’s starting to go white.
However the real stars at the moment are the golden Skippers as I lost count at a maximum of 40 although I’d only managed to count about half of what I could see! One would blunder into another patch and they would all go up and so I would be back to square one, in fact I was in danger of dropping off such was the amount of counting that I was doing!
10-07
No count as I was ill again

Off to the Quacks in the holiday methinks
Have a goodun
Wurzel