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Wymondham Kingfishers
Jan 2022
I went for a walk on the River Tiffey footpath in Wymondham in early Jan, and was amazed to see a male Kingfisher sat on a branch taking in the winter sun! I had heard from a friend that one had been spotted, and knew they had nested there before, but great to see it within 10 mins of getting there! Kingfishers like shallow, slow moving rivers and streams, with plenty of branches to perch on and fish from, the Tiffey is perfect for this, especially after a lot of work was done last year to clean up the river and encourage more fish. ! got a couple of shots for record, and decided to come back sporadically to see if any chance of it pairing up. I went back a couple of times in January, weather permitting, and saw a couple of ‘fly pasts’ with the distinctive ‘peep peep’ high pitched whistle as he zoomed by.
Feb
I went a few times in February and once again got some nice shots as the male fished from an over hanging branch in the winter sun. They don’t really think about pairing up until around March, so a quiet month with just a couple of visits to keep tabs on his behaviour to see where he was using to fish etc. The main way to distinguish the sex’s of Kingfishers is the beak, the male is completely black, whereas the female has a red bottom mandrel, sometimes completely red, sometimes just half red. Think of it as lipstick to remind you!
March
Things were hotting up now, and from early March onwards I spent 3-4 hours most days at all different times from morning to evening. I noticed the area he seemed to use as a central point, and he was still zipping up and down the river. It was a precarious position sitting on the riverbank trying not to slide in the water, and as the vegetation grew it got easier to get purchase. A few other photographers and members of the public would come and go on the footpath, I’m sure some residents thought I must be crazy sitting in the nettles with my big camera, but I can’t think of a better place to sit in the sun by a tranquil river becoming part of the kingfishers’ world. There were some people who popped over with a camera saying it was a boost to mental health sitting there watching wildlife, and I can relate to that. From around 17th March he was very busy up and down, fishing and flying around, and then on the 18th I heard the distinctive ‘peep peep’ and two Kingfishers zipped by, chasing each other as part of a courtship routine. This was getting promising, I didn’t see the female perched, just flying past, but was hoping to witness the next stage of courtship, a fish pass, for the first time.
Whilst sitting there in the waiting times with no Kingfisher, there were water voles to see swimming around and eating the vegetation, Egrets, Buzzards and Red Kites overhead, and in an old ivy covered tree opposite my spot there was a Tawny Owl roosting in a hole at the top. It gave me a fright early one morning as dawn was breaking when I heard an owl hoot in the distance, and the one near me replied with a very loud ‘Ke-wit’ answer, I nearly fell in the river!
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I concentrated on getting different action shots as he landed on a stick in the water, and noticed mud on his beak so looked like he was digging a nest, and the female appeared now and then also with mud on her beak, and then it happened. At around 6.30 AM on the 22nd, the male appeared with a fish in his beak, and he was holding it head first.
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Kingfishers always eat fish head first so the scales and fins and stickles don’t stick in their throat as they gobble it down whole, so when you see one holding a fish head first it means they are giving it to another kingfisher! Sure enough, a little ‘peep’ and whistle and the female appeared on the stick, and I got some shots of my first fish pass as the male pushed the fish into the females beak to show he can be a good provider. I saw 2 more fish passes on the 24th and 27th, all early in the morning at first light, amazing they can fish in that dim light.
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Then in late March he came and whistled but had no fish, and the female came out and looked at him as if to say, ‘where is it then’, but I think he felt it was time to take things further. It looks like the female is a first year bird, as her plumage is a little greener and paler than the male, and she has some mottling on her breast feathers like a youngster.
April.
At 6.20 AM on the 2nd April, the male came, whistled the female and she came on the stick briefly and they mated, another first for me to witness that!
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After that it was a bit quiet on riverside, a few fly pasts and fishing, but definitely looked like they must be sitting on eggs, taking turns going in the nest that I could see was now in the bank right next to the footpath, I thought it was further around originally but it was in a cutting about a foot from the top next to the path, so there was people and dogs walking past all the time, so I think certainly the male got used to what was danger and what wasn’t, so if you were calm and kept low he was happy to sit there for a while allowing all sorts of passers by to get a decent photo. It always made me smile when someone would ask what I was photographing, and when I told them they would say ‘Ive always wanted to see a Kingfisher’, so I would say if you can keep quiet and stand still, he will come on that stick in about 15mins, and sure enough a few people got their first Kingfisher experience like that!
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The eggs normally take around 20 days to hatch, and on the 20th at around 6AM, the male turned up with a fish headfirst again, and flew to the nest. So now I knew they must have hatched, so made a mental note of when the fledge would be 23-25 days after that. From this point on it was all action, at first light the male would bring in 6 fish in the space of 30 mins, so I guessed on 6 chicks.
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And then all through the day to last light there was a lot of action, the male doing the morning session bringing in fish (Chicks need up to 10 fish a day each!), then he would splash in the water to clean off the mud from the nest and preen his feathers, and the female would do a turn. The male would fly in and land on a handy stick that someone had put in the water, then fly to the nest. The female seemed a lot more ‘skittish’ and would fly past the nest to an overhanging branch, then fly straight in the nest from there. You could see them at any time of the day as they worked hard providing the fish, a lot of Bull heads and sticklebacks first, then Minnows later on, there would be intense action for 45mins, then about half an hour of nothing, then it would start again. The fish started quite small, then got bigger and bigger as the month went on, it was amazing to think a chick was going to swallow that big fish, one time the male got 2 fish in his beak!
May
As we went into May, the fish size seemed to drop from a fat minnow longer than his beak, back to half beak long Sticklebacks, and I think this is a tactic they use to make the chicks a bit hungry to encourage them to leave the nest. By the 10th they were chasing each other again as part of bonding for the next clutch, as well as taking fish to the nest. I went on the afternoons of the 12th and 13th, but still no sign of the chicks, so I braced myself for an early (4.30AM) start on the 14th. As I arrived, the male turned up with a small fish and took it to the nest, then the female took one in about 15mins later, so I thought it looked like they were still in there.
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Then after about another 20mins i suddenly realised through my sleepy eyes at 5.25AM that there was a smaller, paler bird on then stick, a chick! it stayed on the stick for a while, then the male came in with a fish and they did a fish pass, then another chick appeared on the stick!
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Next another chick started fluttering around like a drunk on a Saturday night, bumping into reeds trying to land. It eventually crash landed by the stick and climbed on it to see the big world for the first time. It was amazing how they soon were zipping about flying up and down the river, making it hard to see how many there were, and then they were perching under branches at water level, with the parents flying about with fish to keep feeding them. It was a great sight to see, a privilege to be sharing their world for a short while.
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I went back over the next few days to see if the chicks were around, but no sign and the adults were not carrying fish any more, so I think they had chased the youngsters off and were preparing for the next clutch. I went early morning on the 17th and the male came on the stick a few times, and had mud on his beak, so looks like they were digging a new nest hole. The female flew past a few times as well, so the next story begins! On the 19th he caught a fish from the stick, and then carried it headfirst, so taking to the female, won’t be long before the next clutch are hatched.
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Gavin Bickerton-Jones | 23rd May 2026 | Blogging
I am just back from a trip to a new country to me , India, on a Wild Aperture photography tour. The tour was based around the big cats in India, Bengal Tigers and Leopards, and was centred on two game reserves, Ranthambore and Jhalana, both places south of Delhi. There were nine photographers in total, including host Tracey, and we were able to meet and break the ice at Heathrow before the overnight flight of around eight hours. With the 4.5 hours time difference, we arrived in Delhi around 8AM, all a bit tired, where we spent the day at a local hotel ready to leave for Ranthambore early morning, about a five hour drive. During this drive we witnessed first hand the Indian way of driving, which appeared to have few rules other than blow your horn when passing someone, but somehow worked without a major accident every 5 minutes! There were traffic coming the wrong way on a duel carriageway, motorbikes with 4 people on, no helmets, one even had a goat on! Herds of cows and Buffaloes wandering around the road, dodging traffic with skill. It was an experience and an insight into the beautiful madness that is India, a shock of colour, noise and heat. Once arriving at Ranthambore we quickly checked in and sorted charging points in rooms etc, had a bite to eat then off on our first of 11 game drives to the reserve. This is a 1400 sq/KM area with 10 zones, and Tigers can appear anywhere at anytime, or not at all, it is pure luck if you see one. The game guides are not allowed radios or mobile phones so can’t contact on a sighting, so all done by word of mouth as we pass other jeeps, and listening to alarm calls of other animals, mainly monkeys and deer. I was in a jeep with married couple Marie (who has an encyclopaedic knowledge of the Tigers and their lineage!) & her husband Brian, and we stayed as a unit for the whole trip. The reserve is beautiful, just like Jungle Book with the banyan trees and wildlife, so was nice to get our first taste. Towards the end of the 4 hour drive we saw our first Tiger, relaxing by the river, named Kartik and a T number of T121, a male around 9 years old. Over the course of the next 5 days we had a morning and evening game drive, and saw a few different tigers, some briefly, but on 3 occasions we had great sighting and got some good photos. The first was when we came across T2505 hunting on the second afternoon drive. We followed him for a while as he stalked deer, then lost sight but found another tiger T120 Ganesh half in a pool of water. We stayed with him for a while and eventually he got up and walked right past us! The next top sighting was on day 5 PM when we saw T2505 again walking towards us down the road allowing some great shots, before lying down by the river. Later on his mother T124 Riddhi walked past through the grass. At each sighting there were between 2 and 8 jeeps and at least one of the big canters with 20 people on, so at times could get a bit frantic, so holding onto your gear is a necessary job as all the roads are very bumpy as well. I mainly used my Canon R3 with RF100-300 f2.8 and either a 1.4 or 2 times extender. I had a 24-105 on a second body for wider shots. The last top tiger encounter was when we spotted Tiger tracks in the dirt, and found Shakti T111 female lying under a tree, and then noticed her 2 year old cubs a bit further down the road. Unfortunately Brian was not feeling too good in the morning so missed this drive, and there was only Marie and I, and one other jeep for a long time sitting with them, it was a magical experience that will stay with me forever. As well as Tigers, we saw Sloth bears with cubs, lots of bird life, monkeys Samba deer, spotted deer and blue antelope to name but a few, so there was always something to keep us occupied. And the forest reverberated to the sound of numerous Peacocks strutting their stuff. Next it was a 4 hour drive NorthWest to the city of Jaipur for 6 drives at the Jahlana Leopard reserve. A s...
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