No worries Trevor

Just give me a shout nearer the time and I'll dig out my trusty OS Map

You're right about the area around Great Cheverell I'm certain it'll hold some cracking butterflies.
The Devenish 29-08-2016
After what felt like an age but was really only a few days I managed to head back out for some proper butterflying – not just keeping my eyes open when out and about. The Devenish had been slightly disappointing this year with very little in Spring and also very few Chalkhills during the summer so I was hoping for a late showing to bring me back round to this site. So I headed out hoping to find some late summer Blues.
I found my first butterfly pretty quickly and it was the usual suspect in the usual place – a Specklie guarding the gate at the tunnel of trees that leads to Orchid Meadow. Unlike in the Spring this one was amicable enough to hang around and pose for a few photos as I made my way down the tunnel. Once I broke out and climbed over the gate on the other side of the tree tunnel I scanned around to work out where to head first. Straight away I could see a few whites fluttering about so I set up camp near a likely looking set of flowers and waited for them to flutter in my direction and eventually a couple did just that.



After this I made my way up to the Down side proper. There were butterflies still around and the second brood Adonis seemed to be putting in a much better showing than the ‘spring’ brood. The first male that I came across featured and extra ‘cell spot’ if that’s what it’s called. Also here were another couple of Adonis, a couple of Common Blues and a nice Brown Argus. I skirted my way along the side of the down gradually working up and across diagonally, walking on the sides of my feet occasionally or trying to stick to the rabbit trails. Eventually after flushing a few tired looking Meadow Browns and the odd white I’d reached the far side of the reserve. There’s a ditch running down the Down here on the other side of which is the treeline which demarcates the boundary. Checking in here is always worthwhile and so it was again today with yet a Brown Argus (a male?) and another which was definitely female as it attempted to lay.




I then wandered about the top hoping for a Clouded Yellow as I’ve seen them here before but the only white available was a tired Small and so I started to work my way back to the other side of the Down when I was stopped in my tracks. A tiny sliver flash had crossed the path of my vision, normally this would register as ‘brown Argus’ but there was something different about this one, it was much more silver if that makes sense? When I approached it I could see that it was a Brown Argus but a nice ab (Snellini or some such?) with the black spot on the forewing ringed in white and the underside was quite heavily bedecked in white – much more so than usual it appeared. I spent some time watching it bumble around, took a few shots and then stood back and enjoyed it for about five minutes or so.



Once there I wandered about the short, closely grazed turf which was springy underfoot but there were only a couple of Adonis about here – both females. So I thought it best to check them out as I’d already encountered two abs over the visit. Sure enough one of them was seriously spotted on the underside with a line of spots running from the cells spot vertically up to meet the usual arc of marginal spotting. She was actually in very fine, almost ‘mint condish’ and so I battled the strong breeze blowing over the top of the down to get some shots. It wasn’t easy; I’d approach stealthily, line up the shot and then the wind would pick up and the butterfly that had been perfectly posed on the flower head would start rocking forward and backward like one of those Woodpecker-esque pencil toppers (the ones that ‘peck’ their way down the pencil?). After clicking way for what felt like an age I moved on hoping that there were at least a couple of good shots on the card.



I then spent some time down in the Orchid Meadow with the three species of Whites, 2 Red Admirals and yet another Brown Argus. They’ve had a terrible season but might just be rallying now, fingers crossed. The Red Admirals kept out of the range of my lens – either high up a tree or too far back in the tall flowers but a Comma was a bit more accommodating, but not that much more.
After saying good bye to the Specklie I headed home thinking that there may be the possibility of maybe one last trip here this year?
Have a goodun
Wurzel