During a greater part of the year the curlew is a shore-bird, seeking
its food on the sand-flats which become covered at high water. When the
tide overflows the flats the birds go inland, often to a distance of
several miles from the sea, and wait there until the tide turns. They
appear to know just when this occurs, however far from the shore they
may be, and, rising and calling to each other, set out on their return,
to arrive at the exact time when feeding may begin. It is during these
journeys to and fro between the sea and the moors that the curlew looks
at his best when, seen at a moderate distance, he passes in small
flocks, disposed in the form of a wedge, or letter V, his sharp-pointed
wings and long, ibis-like beak clearly outlined against the blue sky.
To most lovers of nature and wild bird life the voice of the curlew
is his principal attraction. He is very loquacious, and his ordinary
cry of two notes, from which he takes his name, is singularly clear,
far-reaching, and wild in character. His night cries have given rise
to some curious and gloomy superstitions in Scotland, where the curlew
is called ‘whaup.’ According to Yarrell, the bird is a ‘long-nebbit
thing,’ from which the Highlander prays to be delivered, classing it
with ‘witches and warlocks.’ In the same work we read: ‘Saxby says that
the Shetlanders regard with horror the very idea of using so uncanny a
bird as food; in fact, a visitor who did so was afterwards alluded to,
almost in a whisper, as “the man that ate the whaup.”’ Long may the
‘long-nebbit things’ continue to exist, to delight and invigorate us
with their wild voices!
In spring--early in April as a rule--the curlews begin to forsake
their feeding-grounds on the sandbanks and go inland to breed; but
some unpaired or non-breeding birds remain through the summer by
the sea. Wild extensive moors are its favourite summer haunts. ‘Its
breeding-range,’ Seebohm says, ‘is similar to that of the red grouse
and ring-ouzel.’ Its nesting-place, as a rule, is on the flat and boggy
parts of the moor, and the nest is not unfrequently placed among reeds
or rushes. The three or four eggs are olive-green, blotched and spotted
with dark brown and dusky green. The young birds when hatched have
short, straight, plover-like bills.
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