Monday, 22 May 2017

It’s sunny, and that means they seem really active and happy.

One adult coot and three baby coots

There are still five of them, almost as large as their parents, and still learning what’s food and what isn’t.

One adult coot and one baby coot

Look at those giant feet!

One baby coot

Thursday, 19 May 2017

I had to take a different route to work yesterday, so I didn’t get to see the coots.

They must have missed me, because this time they were right next to the canal bank.

One adult coot and two baby coots

It looked like it was a mix of learning how to dive and learning how to eat along the canal.  The parents are still feeding them, but they’re also picking up their own bits and seeing if they’re edible.

Two baby coots

They’re getting closer and closer to the adults’ size.  They apparently develop their adult coats around three to four months.

One baby coot

Wednesday, 17 May 2017

The problem with the baby coots learning how to dive for food is that all the photos of them turn into blurry disasters.

One baby coot and one adult coot

Even when they get closer to the side of the canal I’m on, they’re still moving around too much.

One baby coot

I managed to get one vaguely in-focus picture, and while it’s great to see them grow up, I just want to say “BE STILL.”

One baby coot and one adult coot

Tuesday, 16 May 2017

Today the coots were down by the overspill again, apparently learning how to dive underwater to get food.

One adult coot with the five baby coots swimming around

So they go down…

One baby coot diving underwater while the another paddles by

Then pop back up.

Two baby coots while a third dives under the water

Their feathers, despite looking really fluffy and soft, are really waterproof.  You can see the individual water droplets sliding off them, which I didn’t expect.  They always look a little bedraggled compared to their parents, but the feathers spring back up into nice fluffiness right afterwards.

One of them had something in their mouth. What’cha get, little coot?

Three baby coots, one with something in their mouth.

Monday, 15 May 2017

What I really like about baby coots, aside from the name, is how they go through three stages of feather growth.

One baby coot and one adult coot

First there’s the little fluffy grey baby feathers and the scraggly orange ones on the head.  Then there’s the slightly longer grey with the white bits on the breast and neck.  Then there’s the sleek black and white coat the adults get.

Two baby coots and one adult coot.

The five babies are definitely in the middle stage now. All fluffy grey and white.

I wonder if it’s a camouflage thing.  When they’re mostly in the nest, they need to look more like twigs and debris.  When they’re swimming in the water, they need to look like grey clouds and dirty water.  Then when they’re adults, they’re fine.

Three baby coots and one adult coot.

They’re also well disguised against the metal walls of the canal bank. So they have that going for them.

Friday, 12 May 2017

Right past the Castle Lock, there’s an overspill.

The coots were swimming around there today.  One of the babies is very adventurous and wasn’t anywhere near their parents, but the other four swam alongside one of the adults.

Four baby coots swimming with an adult coot.

They’re definitely getting white feathers on their neck and breast and losing the scraggly yellow head feathers.

Four baby coots swimming

What was particularly great about them being at the overspill was that it meant they were in a place where you could get really close to them without getting down too far.

Two adult coots and four baby coots

Which, of course, meant even better baby photos.

A baby coot looking up

I think the black feathers might be the start of their adult coats coming in.

Baby coot swimming

And you can see that their feet still don’t have the white bits on them.

Baby coot standing

And they look awkward as hell.

Thursday, 11 May 2017

As they enter the awkward teenager stage, they get white feathers on their neck and breast.

Two baby coots in the canal

This is, of course, adorable, because they still have the remains of those raggedy yellow head feathers, and it just makes them look even more awkward compared to their sleek parents.

Three baby coots and one adult coot

Today they were along the canal learning about the delicious algae that grows on the sides of the bank.

Two baby coots watch while the adult coot eats algae

At least, I think it’s algae?  It could be a type of grass or moss.

Wednesday, 10 May 2017

Still five babies, still growing up big and strong and swimming along the canal.

Adult coot with five babies swimming by the corrugated iron canal bank

That was roughly where I saw the cat eating grass yesterday, so I hope that A) the babies don’t decide to go onto land and B) the cat doesn’t decide to take a swim.

One adult coot with four of the baby coots

As a bonus: Goslings

Mama goose with a small pile of goslings behind her

Tuesday, 9 May 2017

The babies are learning how to eat algae and other bits from the side of the canal.

One baby coot eating algae from the side of the canal

Which is great for me, because then I get better shots of them.

One baby coot swimming

I only saw four, but I could swear I saw a fifth baby hiding under one of the adults. But there were definitely four swimming around.

Two baby coots

I also got a good action shot of one of the adults diving down.

The adult coot diving down while the baby coot watches

“Where’d they go?”

Baby coot looking at the ripples in the water where the adult coot was

Also on my walk in, right by the Castle Lock, I saw a heron.

The heron at the Castle Lock

And a cat eating grass along the canal bank.

A cat eating grass

Monday, 8 May 2017

They were down by the lock again, on the side of the canal with the path, so I was able to get really good pictures.

Two adult coots and two baby coots

There are still five babies, but they were spread out a bit, so I don’t have a picture of all five together.

One adult coot and one baby coot

The babies would swim away from the edge as I approached, and the parents would swim closer.  But, after a few seconds, the babies would swim back when it was obvious I wouldn’t snatch them.

Two baby coots