{"id":368,"date":"2020-09-19T07:47:02","date_gmt":"2020-09-19T06:47:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artofthewild.co.uk\/blog\/?p=368"},"modified":"2020-09-19T07:47:02","modified_gmt":"2020-09-19T06:47:02","slug":"a-case-of-premature-exclamation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stevedeeley.bunchadon.co.uk\/?p=368","title":{"rendered":"A case of premature exclamation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For over a year now, I have been searching for a particular dragonfly. Irritatingly, its name &#8211; the &#8220;common hawker&#8221; -suggests it is easily found, but that couldn&#8217;t be further from the truth,and it&#8217;s actually quite scarce in the south of the UK. It&#8217;s a lover of pools which have acidic water, the kind that you find in pine forests and peat bogs, and those are in short supply near where I live. So I have travelled hundreds of miles to places offering the right habitat to try and find it. I have walked miles in the acidic bog areas of Somerset and the New Forest. I have been bitten and scratched, got water inside my welly, and seen&#8230; well, a brief glimpse of one would be a charitable answer, because I&#8217;m not even sure that the one I saw was a Common Hawker.<\/p>\n<p>So this year, after lockdown ended, I had another go. I went to a place in Somerset with the delightful name of &#8220;Priddy Mineries&#8221; where the dragonfly has been seen. In fact, it&#8217;s was seen there about twenty minutes after\u00a0 I left the site, empty-handed, last year.\u00a0 Conditions weren&#8217;t ideal, as the leading edge of a storm front was crossing over, and it was very windy, and fairly overcast, conditions which are anathema to most dragonflies. But needs must, so off I went, driving along roads that were starting to become familiar, I&#8217;ve been to Priddy so often looking for things that turned out not to be there.<\/p>\n<p>Now don&#8217;t get me wrong, Priddy is a fantastic place for wildlife of all stripes, and well worth a visit. But it&#8217;s not so pleasing when you&#8217;ve gone to find a particular insect and never seen it. I joined a few other dragonfly enthusiast at one of the prime dragonfly pools\u00a0 (known as &#8220;odo-nutters&#8221;, after the family name for dragonflies, &#8220;Odonata&#8221;) and we watched and waited. One of my companions cheerfully informed me that he&#8217;d photographed one just the day before, right where I was standing. Of course, it had been sunnier then. And less windy.<\/p>\n<p>After an hour or two, I decided to walk the nearby stands of bracken that were sheltered from the winds by tall pines. I found a dragonfly there &#8211; the black darter &#8211; that is uncommon if not rare. And then I saw it.<\/p>\n<p>Zipping expertly in and out of the trees, up and down, like a ping-pong ball on the speakers at a Led Zeppelin concert, was a medium-sized dragonfly. It had the right kind of patter. It was in the right place. And then &#8211; miracle of miracles &#8211; it settled, something that Common Hawkers rarely do. It had settled on a piece of old heather, which Common Hawkers do on those rare occasions when they stop flying. Serendipity. Everything was coming together. But wait: what was this? It had settled right next to another that I hadn&#8217;t spotted. Male and female, side by side. An uncut diamond lying by the side of the road. A huge nugget found with the first strike of the shovel. The kind of story Odonutters tell each other on dark nights over a bottle of Fanta. I screamed aloud. I danced the kind of jig people with two replacement knees dance &#8211; a kind of rolling sideways shuffle, if you&#8217;re interested -and told passing strangers. I took photo after photo after photo until I couldn&#8217;t think of any more photos to take. I went home buzzing.<\/p>\n<p>When I got home and looked at my pictures. They were lovely images of a two dragonflies side by side. Except they weren&#8217;t the Common Hawker. They were a pair of males of the almost-identical Migrant Hawker, far more common in the South. In my excitement, I&#8217;d made the classic error of all wildlife-watchers: seeing what I&#8217;d expected to see. It&#8217;s a mistake I&#8217;ve made before and will doubtless make again, but it was particularly galling this time.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t face returning to Priddy, and the Common Hawker flight season ended before I could go anywhere else to look for it. Like so much of our wildlife, from the ephemeral butterflies and dragonflies to the migrant birds that visit us for a while and then leave, I would have to wait for another year for a chance to see it. So here to keep you entertained, is a nice shot of two Migrant Hawkers. I hope you enjoy it, because it&#8217;s all you&#8217;re getting until Summer 2021<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_372\" style=\"width: 580px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/stevedeeley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/AM20959m1-scaled-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-372\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-372 \" style=\"width: 570px;\" title=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.artofthewild.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/AM20959m1-570x403.jpg\" alt=\"Migrant hawkers\" width=\"570\" height=\"403\" data-large-rendition=\"https:\/\/www.artofthewild.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/AM20959m1-1140x806.jpg\" data-full-rendition=\"http:\/\/stevedeeley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/AM20959m1-scaled-1.jpg\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.artofthewild.co.uk\/blog\/?attachment_id=372\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-372\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Migrant hawkers. 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