Blue-winged Grasshopper, Oedipoda caerulescens |
Here we are, back at the point where we regained
the trail last week, and it looks as though we have a fairly easy stroll ahead
of us today. I see that we have some grasshoppers for company. These are blue
winged grasshoppers as you can see by the flash of their hind wings as they fly
but watch as they land. Notice the way that they immediately turn to face the
way they came? Both the red and blue winged
grasshoppers do this and I think that the reason may be a classic case of
misdirection as used by stage magicians throughout the centuries. The magician
stands before you with an object in hand, closes and opens his fist and Hey
Presto! The object has disappeared. He has, of course, thrown it over your head
but as your attention is drawn towards him by his patter you fail to notice.
Now the bright flash of the grasshopper wing is very followable with the eye
and even though the camouflage of the grasshopper at rest makes it difficult to
spot when it lands, a succession of jumps in roughly the same direction would
make it easy for a predator to follow, predict and finally capture the insect.
If, on the other hand, the grasshopper turns on landing and then jumps back
over the predators head then there would be a flash of wing and Hey presto! No
grasshopper. I’ve always thought they were rather magical creatures.
Sticky Fleabane, Dittrichia |
Those of
you with keen nostrils may have noticed a somewhat unpleasant smell pervading
the locality. The culprit is this yellow flowered plant here called Sticky
Fleabane amongst other names. The smell is due to a volatile oil that it
produces and in North Africa they boil the branches in cooking oil and use it
to treat sun stroke. Elsewhere various concoctions have been produced to
counter everything from hangovers to malaria.
Despite the smell, or possibly
because of it, the Small White and Painted Lady butterflies seem to love it as
do the Honey Bees and Hover Flies. The Hornets and the Blue Butterflies seem to
prefer the Ivy just coming into flower over there.
Choices,
choices. It seems that the main track crosses the stream bed at this point and
leads up out of the valley but there appears to be an alternative path through
this citrus grove. The reason we’ve been confined to either the track or the
stream bed thus far on our travels is that this lower part of the valley is
quite intensively farmed and most of the small plots have been fenced off which
is unusual in these parts. This one however seems to allow us access (keep your
paws off the fruit – I saw you) and what a beautiful display of oranges,
tangerines, lemons and a magnificent pomegranate (not a citrus fruit
incidentally but more closely related to the Myrtle which we were looking at
last week). Even to my nose it smells a lot pleasanter here than by that sticky
fleabane and those ripening citrus fruits means that marmalade making time is
nearly upon us once again. I preserve mine with Metaxa brandy – delicious on
crisply buttered toast with a cup of Lapsang Souchong on a cold winter’s day.
Interesting
though orchards are I feel sure that more excitement awaits us further up the
valley and it would appear that we have now reached the end of civilisation.
The valley is narrowing into a ravine and the pomegranate was the last of the
fruit trees. There is a face in the rocks up there that doesn’t look at all
welcoming and the rocks are guarded by sinister Darkling Beetles. I think that
we’re about to enter Indiana Jones territory – keep your bullwhip handy. Darkling
Beetles, by the way, are one of the largest of the beetle families with an
estimated twenty thousand species. They don’t look very friendly but they’re
perfectly harmless and won’t nip you if you handle them gently.
I’ve
found a little stone aqueduct that will serve as a crossing to the other bank
where I believe we’ll make more progress. Watch your step as there’s a
cunningly placed rock in the centre ready to hurtle you to your doom below. Safely
over? Good. Give me a hand with this rotting log and let’s see what we can find
underneath. What a beautiful expanse of
cup fungi. These are saprotrophic (meaning that they feed upon dead matter) and
they secrete digestive enzymes directly into the wood in order to do so. Their
spores are formed on the surface of the cups so they feed from the bottom and
reproduce from the top as it were. I think that they’re rather attractive
although other members of the family are more colourful. We’ll cover them up
again as I daresay that they’re somebody’s larder.
There isn’t
an obvious path from here on in so we’ll leave it for this week and come back
with stout walking gear next week. Until then – happy hunting.
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I think you’ll need to share your marmalade recipe, the added metaxa sounds fabulous. X
ReplyDelete...and an excellent preservative. I'm just finishing a pot from December 2013.
ReplyDeleteI love the butterflies, Daniel. We're going to put our Nepali village back together, but with so many flowers we are going to have more butterflies than just about anywhere. Nepal is already known for its butterflies.
ReplyDeleteYou make me want to go to Greece.
You must send us some pictures via the Naturalists facebook group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/435712489794776
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