Thank you for that confirmation Neil. I am very excited that I found some
Like everyone else I cannot just down tools and dash off into the countryside when the sun starts to shine. There are priorities that must be attended to first. Frequently, by the time the chores have been done, the sun has disappeared, the temperature has dropped and the sky has clouded over ...... such was the case again yesterday, but I decided to proceed with my plan for another trip to Noar Hill. After all, the weather is very changeable, and even if it didn’t brighten up I had other things I wanted to do that didn’t depend on the sun shining. For a start I had 2 sets of eggs to monitor (the Brimstone and the BH) and I really wanted to try to find some Duke eggs. I have tried and failed on a couple of previous occasions which had taught me that often tiny ticks sit on the underneath of the Cowslip leaves just waiting to pounce, so it is wise to keep checking ones hands.
However, my first stop was at the Brimstone eggs. As I made my way there a cuckoo flew right past me – the closest view I have ever had – but didn’t stop until he reached a tree a great distance away. I tried to take a photo – just a record shot – but I am not sure if it is even recognisable as a Cuckoo.
It made me even more impressed by the great shot of one that Mark captured recently. The Cuckoo continued to call to a female at the other end of the site and she repeatedly called back to him as I made my way to the Brimstone eggs. Most of them looked OK but one of them seemed to have collapsed – I was not sure whether this was because it had hatched or whether it had been eaten or parasitized:

I next checked the small Blackthorn bush where I know 2 eggs have hatched and there are signs of feeding damage – but there were still no signs of the larva! It was at this point that I was stopped by a very distressed lady who had lost her old (14.5 years) deaf spaniel. Unfortunately, he also had a retractable lead attached to his harness which was likely to get caught on something. Fortunately the dog was microchipped but for once Noar Hill was devoid of visitors who might have kept an eye open. The owner was from Petersfield and I think she intended to leave her details at Selbourne Post Office. I mention this just in case any locals are planning a visit there this weekend.
It was still overcast and had started to drizzle so I set about looking for some Duke eggs. One of the leaves I turned over had a pretty cat on the ground underneath it (‘Oh no, not another one’ I can hear Vince saying!). I would be interested to know what it is if anyone has ever come across one.
A few minutes later I turned over a leaf which looked as if it HAD carried an egg but the egg looked clear as if it had either been eaten or hatched.
I worked my way systematically round likely looking leaves in the same area and then BINGO!!!! I had found some eggs. The trouble was, I wasn’t sure they were actually Duke eggs as I thought the clutch was too big. Nevertheless, I carefully took a few shots of them, all the while keeping my fingers crossed.
By now the sky had brightened and the temperature was noticeably warmer and with that Dukes started emerging left, right and centre, several spiralling up into the sky together and instigating battle with a couple of Dingies. Pete was certainly right about the numbers building. At one point I had 3 in the frame at once but just as I took the shot one of them disappeared.
I had been able to spend more time here than usual - over 2 hours – but it was now time to return. I was just about to leave the area when a gorgeous Duchess (yes, I counted the legs) caught my eye. Gleaming gold in the weak sunshine, she outshone all the other Dukes. I had to stop for a few shots but I had only managed 2 photos with outstretched wings when the rain started again and I was left with only closed wing shots of her. However, I was very satisfied with all I had seen on what had started as a dull and dreary day. A great couple of hours.