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The Lark Ascending 

11/11/2015

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PictureSkylark in song-flight
​A skylark motif runs through my new book. The story was written and  I needed a skylark image.  From mid-February I  watch for their return to the uplands to breed  and early in the season  a lark flew up at my feet, burst into song and the sun lit its wings and outspread tail with warm colour.  I could see my lark singing but I needed a sharper image.  Armed with a new and more powerful camera  I set out on the quest for the  lark ascending. 

'​A quest is a long story, fraught with challenges, with twists and turns all along the way.  It is a solitary venture where the protagonist has to pit his wits against a world of uncertainties.  ( Time for a female protagonist.)  
In Wilkinson's camera shop I explained  exactly what I wanted to photograph: the lark ascending and butterflies in flight.  Wings.  Out on the fells in wild weather, my camera has to pack away so too big and too heavy won’t work.  A Canon SX60HS, more magnification, viewfinder to follow a bird in flight and a screen too- should be fine. The word photography means drawing with light and that became a joke.  Some viewfinder!  Neither Wilkinsons  nor Canon  could resolve the fact that  the it diminished light .  My friend Jill and I went to Walney Island looking for eider duck and waders, and experimenting with potential cover images for my book.  Neither of us could make out anything through the viewfinder even on its brightest setting. My G12  worked well but  isn’t powerful enough for bird photography.  
I set out day after day with binoculars and two cameras slung around my neck because rapid-response is essential.   Scout Scar, Cunswick Fell, Whitbarrow ;  I didn’t take the SX60  further into the fells.  No point carrying  a bulky camera that doesn’t do the job.   The SX60 worked well for macro photography and flowers, but I’d bought it specifically to illustrate the skylark motif. 
I might have been despondent. I had cloud-scapes  with  not a hint of skylark,  distant birds camouflaged in tussocks of grass and sedge, failure upon  failure. But courage is  the nature of a quest.  At the heart of a naturalist’s experience is total immersion and I was fine-tuned to everything skylark and ground-nesting birds, habit and  habitat, season and weather.  
Lapwing on Cunswick Fell
​Across Cumbria,  I could predict skylark territory  at a certain altitude, as vegetation changed.  Skylark returning to the uplands  take a while to settle- in to the breeding season.  At first their flights are short and tentative bursts , like the song they learn afresh each spring.  Gradually, the males define their territory in glorious song flight, a display to warn off competitors and attract a mate.  When a silent and hidden bird  suddenly bursts out of the tussocks  you have seconds to photograph the lark ascending.  You do not know the territory his flight will describe as he  circles above you, rapidly gaining height and into the clouds.
On Whitbarrow, we sat silent  amongst  tussocks of fresh-flowering  blue moor grass and all around us skylark took to the air and burst into song.  None was as close as that early bird caught in bright sunlight.  
You do not give up on a quest.  The new book and the imperative of illustrating my story made me even more determined. 
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Hazel with yellow male catkins, and red female flowers
​I began the day taking photographs of forget me not and violets, to make sure I came home with something. The female flowers of hazel  have long been my study, so I took those too.   On Cunswick Fell I heard lapwing and  hid behind a stone wall, resting my new camera on the top-stones and trying hard to see what I had on the screen- I’d given up on the viewfinder.  I was learning to find my subject through binoculars, then use landmarks ( a tree or boulder) to relocate it. Lapwing are larger and they were out in the open pasture, taking to the air with their wonderful bubbling call. 
Skylark were soaring and singing all around me. I found a pair on the ground and lined up my camera and peered at the screen, seeing anthills and shrubs and only seeing the bird through binoculars.  I refuse to go home without  this picture,  give it one more go I told myself. Somehow, I lost a camera case and retraced my steps to search . Back and forth  to the cairn. Then I saw him, a male skylark not far from the path. I could see his crest.  Would he fly? Get the distant shot and  then see if he’ll stay long enough for me to think it out.  He perched on a small hawthorn which I used to keep focused on him.  And bless the bird, he stayed – shifting his position so I photographed him from almost every angle. I kept on the path where other walkers and dogs might pass me, so I did not disturb him. But there was no one else around. 
​These images were so hard won that, for the time being, I could not share them. Instead, I pored over them learning his each feather. What I observe, in reviewing them, is a sequence of images with crest raised, a crest of individual tiny feathers, then a sequence of crest flattened, or incipient crest. I'm awed by the beauty of him, the subtle cryptic colouring of his plumage. No wonder he's so easily lost amongst the tussocks of blue moor grass that have yet to assume a tinge of green.
I found skylark is most of the locations studied in my new book. But there’s a huge and rapid decline in numbers and the species is on the red list, endangered.  Birder David Horrabin and I study the birds on Scout Scar and we see numbers falling over the years.  There are only some half a dozen pairs.  
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