Thursday, July 30, 2020

A DAY TRIP TO DEVON

DAY TRIP TO DEVON

Tony had to do a couple of bat and barn owl surveys of farm buildings in Devon so I went along for the ride. We had what my father called ‘clearance weather’: sunshine and some cloud, a frisky breeze and lovely air, a change from the overcast, damp muggy weather of the past week.

Only 50 miles from home made a difference. We passed through country with open generous curves. What strange names villages and hamlets have in different areas.  During the journey I saw Black Dog,  Box,  Frost,  Newbuildings,  Hole,  Three Hammers  and Tree. Each with a history story  to explain the name, if only I knew.

Many buildings are thatched and we had the nostalgic sight of fields of stooked corn  --  long-stemmed wheat specially grown for thatching. I was a girl during the transition from reaper-binders to combine harvesters (tractor-drawn then). Happy memories are mingled with the stinging-itching of arms sore from the corn stems mixed with thistles in the sheaves as we placed them butt end down in pairs leaning towards each other in stooks of 4 or 5 pairs in neat rows in the field. Woe betide us if Arthur the foreman, ever watchful, noticed a collapsing stook or one out of alignment!

Oats was traditionally cut under-ripe and the stooks left in the field “ to hear 3 Sundays’ churchbells” before being carted and stacked.

Wheat and barley were dried in the stook before again being stacked and thatched for later threshing.



The threshing drum went from farm to farm. A huge machine, driven by a wide canvas belt from the pulley wheel on a stationary tractor. There was a traditional pecking order among the labourers where I worked. The general farm hands pitched the sheaves onto the top of the drum, a job that became harder as the day wore on and the stack got lower. Johnny the head tractor driver caught each sheaf, turned it the right way and cut the bond as he passed it to Arthur the foreman who trusted no-one else to feed the corn evenly and steadily into the hopper above the drum. The whole affair shook and roared, dust hung in the air and after some hours of toil everyone would be hoping for a slipping belt (rectified with dabs of Stockholm Tar) or a blocked drum, giving a much needed break for a few minutes.




One man stood by the corn chutes, bagging off the grain and loading the one hundredweight sacks onto a waiting trailer (one and a quarter cwt if wheat) two men stacked the loose straw and I, as ‘the boy’ had the foul job of bagging up the ‘cavings’ the dusty sneezy chaff blowing out of the back end of the threshing machine.. These sacks were bulky but not heavy. Happy days!


Transition years.Harvesting in 1952. Tractor-drawn combine on left. On the right, the first self-propelled combine in Hertfordshire! But we still also used a reaper-binder for cutting corn to thresh later, to give thatching straw.

Monday, July 20, 2020

MOST MOTHS GOOD, A FEW MOTHS BAD.


MOST MOTHS GOOD, A FEW MOTHS BAD.

The vast majority of moths are beneficial. Their caterpillars are a vital food source to birds, especially when feeding their young in the spring. Bats will eat the adults and night-flying moths are valuable pollinators. It is only a minority of species which can multiply to invasive proportions sometimes, that become pests or in other ways draw unfavourable  attention.

THE BOX MOTH
The shock-horror story of 2018 was the publicity given to the depredations of the Box Moth caterpillar.This attractive moth, a relatively recent immigrant from SE.Asia has spread unrelentingly throughout Europe. First seen in Germany in 2006, since then it has spread rapidly throughout Western Europe. It was first seen in Kent in 2008 and thence from its rapidly established stronghold in the London area it has spread across Britain. There are several records in Cornwall, South Wales and it was first seen in Scotland in 2018. 

 
'Normal' form of the moth. It also has a less usual brown (melanistic) form.
 It is about 4cms across from wing-tip to wing-tip.





 This moth is a member of the Crambiidae family which includes the Grass Moths in Britain. Despite its size, it is a ‘micro’ and has several generations of caterpillars in a year. In Asia its host plants are various species of Buxus and in its natural range it seems to live in balance with its natural predators. In Europe, efforts to control it, with pheromone traps, chemical sprays, nematodes, seem to be of little avail. Ironically the (also dreaded, invasive) Asian Hornet seems to predate the caterpillars and they have been seen actively searching for them in Box bushes.
The Royal Horticultural Society has sounded the alarm because this is the second enemy to hit Box. The first is the fungal disease causing Box Blight. The voracious hairy caterpillars of the Box Moth rapidly eat all the leaves, weakening the bush and if not killing them leave them vulnerable to other stresses. The RHS is understandably concerned as Box is such an important element in the design of formal parterres and other design features in the big gardens of Britain and Europe.
We first saw Box many years ago, growing as an abundant understorey shrub in the woodlands of SE France in the limestone Vercors region. The hill villages made much of the shrub, trimming it into various shapes at the roadsides. If the moth strikes that area, as seems very likely, its character will be altered to a degree.

Trimmed box at roadsides.
Quirky topiary

And I quote from last year’s trip to the south of France:
“We made our way out to the valley and stopped for a drink in the shade by the river at Versols-et-Lapeyre. We at once realized we were enveloped in a positive blizzard of moths flying across the field and settling on the foliage of a row of Lime trees growing along the river bank. They were Box Moths. As soon as they were disturbed they flew up in a cloud, to settle again among the leaves. It was an extraordinary sight.
Later, as we drove out of the Sorgues valley and up onto the plateau again, all the Box bushes at the edge of the woodland beside the road could be picked out because of their total defoliation. There was no sign of the caterpillars. They had either moved on or pupated. Up on the top of the plateau, the bushes were untouched. Either the caterpillars hadn’t got that far, or they cannot survive the winds and harsh winters up there .”  


 Totally defoliated Box bushes at the woodland margins.

















PINE PROCESSIONARY

On our early excursions in southern Europe in the 70’s we were mystified by frequent buff-coloured fibrous-looking bags hanging in the branches of the pine trees.  Looking more closely they seemed to be made of tough felted web, but they contained nothing but fragments of old pine ‘flowers’ and caterpillar frass or droppings.
We later learned that they were the protective ‘nests’ of the communal Pine Processionary moth, but it wasn’t until we stayed in the Algarve in southern Portugal in the winter that we found these nests occupied by their caterpillars. 

Webbing nests of Pine Processionary in pine trees. They are about 6" long. 

The caterpillars venture out of their ‘nests’ to feed, mainly at night, on the pine needles and as they mature they can be seen in a nose-to-tail procession, going down the tree trunk to the ground in search of a suitable place to pupate among the needles.  

This caterpillar is nearly fully grown, about 4 to5 cms long.
It is at this stage the caterpillars may be picked up by curious people or investigating dogs and the toxic hairs can cause serious allergic rashes and reactions in both humans and dogs. And in ‘infestation years’ the caterpillars can cause serious defoliation in commercial pine plantations. They are considered pests and measures are taken to warn and protect both trees and the public.

         Widespread throughout Europe, the moth is a rare immigrant to Britain but there are no records for Cornwall.












The closely related  and rather similar OAK PROCESSIONARY 

  is also a rare immigrant but has now become established in the London area and measures to control it don’t seem to prevent its spread. It was first recorded in Mawnan Smith in 1983 and accidentally introduced in London in the mid 2000s. It is resident in the Channel Islands and throughout Europe.
It defoliates Oak trees, has a similar life story to Pine Processionary, making its protective nests not in the foliage but on branches and trunks, and like the Pine Processionary, the caterpillar has toxic hairs which can cause serious problems for curious children or pets and  tree workers.

BROWN-TAIL
This is another moth which in some summers may get publicity because of its extensive and conspicuous webs in roadside hedges of mostly hawthorn and blackthorn. The communal caterpillars make the protective web, and forage beyond it as they get older causing complete defoliation as they advance. This is another hairy caterpillar, the hairs very liable to be shed and spreads in the wind, giving toxic reactions. This phenomenon has been known for centuries and  local control measures have long been  put in place but apparently with little effect.

Web of Brown-tail moth caterpillars in hedge.
Brown-tail moth 'playing dead'.

As well as being widespread in Europe, this attractive moth with a conspicuous brush of rufous-brown hair on the tip of the abdomen is resident in Britain. It is most frequent in SE England, mostly near the coast. There are some records in Cornwall, mostly from the south coastal scrub habitats.



Brown-tail Moth
















When in their native habitat and subject to their natural predators, moth populations normally exist in equilibrium unless in some years there is a  combination of circumstances which leads to a few species multiplying to excessive numbers. In the case of species with toxic hairs this will lead to conflict with people and their pets.
If introduced  (usually accidentally by the plant trade) to areas where they are not native and without their natural predators, problems may arise.







Sunday, July 19, 2020

STEVE MADGE : A FULL LIFE

STEVE MADGE : AN APPRECIATION

15th January 1948 to 6th July 2020



Steve Madge affected all who knew him and we all were the richer for having known him.

In the birding fraternity he was a recognized expert, serving for many years on the Rarities Committee, and was President of the Cornwall Birdwatching & Preservation Society. He wrote Wildfowl of the World, Crows & Jays of the World and Pheasants, Partridges & Grouse of the World for the highly acclaimed Christopher Helm bird identification series as well as ‘Birdwatching’ and  he wrote more books on the identification of birds in collaboration with other authors.

He was a Birders’ birder but also a true all-rounder , his knowledge gained from a lifetime of careful observation of the natural world. He shared his expertise when leading field trips, for many years with the WEA in Plymouth and also for local groups in SE Cornwall, his lifetime home.

He led bird-watching tours around the world for many years, until his health got the better of him. A natural communicator, his enthusiasm made him a leader without being domineering, a teacher without being patronizing.

I first got to know him when I started recording natural history in SE Cornwall, back in the ’80’s. I joined the Caradon Field Club, of which Steve was a founder member,  and I very soon found that wherever I went, and whatever I saw, Steve, usually with his wife Penny,  was able to give help and guidance in a way that one  was never made to feel an idiot. Whether birds, plants, butterflies, dragonflies; his knowledge and experience were infectious, and he was a dedicated recorder. He was the editor of the Caradon Field Club Annual Report for most of the twenty five years of its production.

Steve was also very much a ‘people’s person’. I remember spending long convivial  summer evenings with him and friends round a moth trap, or out on walks in south east Cornwall, in his later days struggling with his increasing disability over rough ground on the moor with dignity and fortitude.

Others will have better knowledge of his stature in the bird world, but I can attest to his tremendous contribution to biological recording in south east Cornwall, and to the encouragement he gave to biological recording in this area through his example and leadership. Supported always by his wife Penny, he never lost his interest in natural history nor his lively enquiring mind.

 

He is survived by his wife and his two daughters, Bryony and Elysia.

 

Tony Atkinson,

Chairman, Cornwall & Isles of Scilly Federation of Biological Recorders.

 

Rest in peace, you lovely man. Yours was a full life. With love and respect. Mary.