Botany Bay 29-07-2015
Again I bit the bullet, out ‘Botany Bay – Chiddingfold’ into Google and out came a postcode. When I out it into my SatNAV and it told me a journey time of about 1 hour 30 minutes I thought ‘what the hell’ and chose a day to head off. Before I went I checked the weather, got some general tips from Philzoid and finally checked with my older daughter K who is also known as ‘the Oracle’. Armed with all this info plus a positive response from the oracle I drove off. The journey was okay but roadworks on the M3 mean that I wasn’t able to shave any minutes off the SatNav arrival time and there were the occasional
exclamations at slow drivers (I mean 20 in a 40 zone – come on find the accelerator or use the bus!) but I got there and there were still some blue sky patches.
The area Philzoid told me about was a bit of a walk in so I ran to get there whilst the sun still shone. Down the path, bear right, over the bridge and up the other side. Right here was the place I saw my first ever Wood White so time to walk slowly. I managed to see the odd Ringlet holding on and looking battered as well as Smessex, Large Skippers and the other Browns but not a single white on either side of the path. I was just past the turning and almost at the ‘field’ when a white blob stood out from the top of a purple flower. I thought at first that it was a feather but as I approached closer it resolved into a butterfly - Wood White on the tally! I’d only ever encountered this species once before so I spent some time with this individual just in case it was the only one. Eventually however with the sun coming and going I carried on down the path and cut across into the triangular field.




It was a lot more overgrown than I recalled with certain parts actually impenetrable so I avoided the far end in particular. As I wandered with the cloud still obscuring the sun I noted Large White, Peacock, Common Blue, Smessex, Comma as well as 5 or 6 Silver-washed Frits. However I did my best to ignore these and managed to find a couple more Wood Whites.
With my target found what to do next? May as well have a look around to get a feel for the site. So I broke through back to the main track and carried on further into the wood. Just along the path there was a small scallop and this held a White Admiral, Peacock as well as 2 or 3 more Silver-washed. Further on still I found a couple of Hedge Browns but with the sun coming out less and less frequently it seemed a good idea to focus my efforts in the field.

Once back I set up camp having located a Wood White which was sitting out the cloudy spell. I’d have a few bites of lunch, a sip of coffee and take a few shots, few bites, sip, few shots and repeat etc. Eventually the sun came out for another brief spell and then, just as Philzoid had warned me about, the behaviour of the Wood Whites changed. They went from unobtrusive, zen like butterflies to restless wanderers, a lot like patrolling Orange-tips. It was quite frustrating as they would make as if to land only to zip off to another patch of flowers where again they would pretend to land etc.




Whilst following and searching for Wood Whites I covered most of the field a few times over seeing Common Blues, Large White, Silver-washed, Smessex as well as a plethora of Hedge and Meadow Browns. There were also other interesting things to see such as a Hornet killing a bee. It flew slowly over the bramble tops, found its prey and then landed on it stinging it and wrapping itself around its smaller prey. I also almost trod on an Adder and found a Puss Moth caterpillar (a crackingly comical little beastie).
As the cloud settled in and a few spots of rain fell I thought that I should make a move homewards and so I left the field and started back down the track. I suppose by now I’d gotten my eye in because I ended up dawdling along the path from one Wood White to another. I went from a couple here and a couple there around the wood to 8 or 9 along this stretch of path.
As I packed up the car a Purple Hairstreak did a brief fly over as if to wish me farewell. A cracking day and now I know how easy it is to get here return visits are a definite.
Have a goodun
Wurzel