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Pauline, quite pleased with that one myself
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Peter, I do like bright cloudy days, Adonis Blues I find take on an extra glow in that light. I too spend far too much time watching weather forecasts, even more pointless when you take into account just how unreliable they are in this country!
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Wurzel , 'bumbling' is the perfect description of those cute guys, hope you managed your Large Blues in the end, they don't seem to enjoy blazing heatwaves either...
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Kevling, I wouldn't say they 'like' cloudy conditions as such, more that they are just much easier to get up close to
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David, oh to be be sick of the sight of a Heath Fritillary....
Well I'm back after a weeks traveling with some very intermittent and dodgy internet access but plenty of butterfly pictures to trawl through. You'll have to wait and be patient for them though, I still have a few days before I left to get through first and if I don't start now,
Wurzel will come racing past me and we can't have that now can we. So without further ado lets go back to 9 days ago...
18th June, 2 sites, one day…
I’d not yet been to Box Hill yet this year and with Millerds reports of the Dark-greens out now as well as Marbled White the place was definitely well overdue a visit. It’s normally the place I see my first Ringlets too so I had three targets for the morning half of the day.
The day started rather cool, cloudy and rather subdued as I started the hunt down on Burford meadow, which sits in the shadow of Box Hill, where I’ve had good success with the Fritillaries in previous years. There’s a patch of Red Clover in the centre that seems to act like a magnet to them so all you have to do is hang around there and they come to you! Well, not this year, the Clover it was seem had an early year and was all brown and withered and going to seed.
In the conditions the only thing flying were Meadow Browns so I filled the time awaiting things to liven up chasing them as they flitted and hid in the long grass. They were mostly, as you would expect the standard versions but one I noticed had a few more hindwing ocelli than in normal and I spent a good amount of time following her around until she settled long enough to get some snaps. I’ve never seen a MB with such a collection of spots, enough to give any self-respecting Gatekeeper a run for it’s money!
Ten o’clock arrived and the merest hint of blue sky started to push through the cloud, so I started up the slope, almost immediately finding the first target of the day flitting around, Ringlet. A few Large Skipper were also waking up and the moment the sun peered out a break in the cloud, clouds of Marbled Whites magically appeared out of nowhere.
The Marbled Whites all looked very fresh and were clearly emerging as I walked through them, as shown by a freshly emerged one who was clearly no more than half an hour old if that!
I dragged myself away from them as the clouds breaks grew, searching for target number three and on the main path up the slope I was rewarded by a bright orange flash zooming pat me. Up here the breeze was irritatingly brisk forcing him to land either deep down in the grass or perch on a swaying flower, so my photos were rather hit and miss but I managed a few.
After he zoomed off looking for his next conquest I decided to try and get out of the breeze by going to the little valley where Zigzag Road zigzags. Here there was much the same collection of butterflies but by some topographical wizardry the wind was also present, blowing in almost the opposite direction. I managed a few snaps but decided to retrace my steps and have another look round the Meadow before taking in another, nearby site for the afternoon. Obviously I couldn’t resist a few more snaps of a perfectly posing Marbled Whites.
I had another brief DGF encounter before reaching the bottom of the slope but much of the butterflies were now fully warmed up for the days events.
Not long after entering Burford Meadow again I saw a couple of large orange butterflies whooshing around, occasionally swirling around each other and giving chase before vanishing of into the distance, only to return minutes later to repeat the entire thing. It was still early enough in the day for a patch of flowering bramble to stop them in their tracks from time to time, just not long enough for me to get close enough. A Brown Argus did catch my attention for a while.
It was a passing cloud that gave me the chance to get what I wanted as one of the large whooshing orange butterflies decided to settle in the grass and allowed me to get close enough to train my zoom lens on him. I swear I could see him huffing and puffing as he sat there!

- Tongue hanging out in exhaustion!
Well with the day now warming up it was time to hit the second of the days destinations, no prizes for guessing where that might be!