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Snow BuntingFor many years, throughout the short winter days, large flocks of snow buntings were a feature in the Yarmouth area. The birds, wanderers from Iceland and even Greenland, were attracted to the beaches and denes, to Breydon estuary wall and saltings and to the surrounding marshes inland as far as the Halvergate/Stracey Arms marsh road. Sadly, numbers have steadily declined during the past two decades. One wonders why. Flying, snow buntings live up to their name, for they look almost pure white. Flight has been described as dancing, the flocks resembling drifting snowflakes especially against a sombre grey background. I recall my very first snow buntings when walking the north Breydon wall. It was a dull October day, complete with rain-filled sky and a chill north-east wind. Then, passing Lockgate windmill, there rose from the wall slope a cloud of what appeared to be hovering snowflakes. With shrill twittering,
the birds tumbled earthward, suddenly landing among the flint-stones.
Since that memorable occasion I have enjoyed watching snow buntings around
Breydon on so many occasions. A couple of years later and, as described in The Birds of Great Yarmouth, a remarkable gathering of 650 'snowflakes' reached Berney Marshes. What a sight! The almost forgotten Cley Bird Observatory was often successful in ringing snow buntings. One winter over 140 were trapped. When the birds first began building up in numbers during November they fed on the shingle beach. This was impossible terrain for siting nets, but by the next month the buntings had exhausted food supplies on the beach and began alternating between a salicornia-covered mud-flat and ploughed land. By mid-January the flock reached a peak of 400 birds and trapping continued steadily. Even as late as March the birds showed little suspicion of the nets. A maddening sparrowhawk, however, kept them in a state of tension, taking a regular toll usually when the buntings were approaching the nets en masse after a long wait. On one occasion the
hawk forced a bunting into the sea, not even troubling to retrieve it. By Michael J. Seago
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