Monday
3rd October Fresh to strong ESE Sunny, cool.
Sunshine
but much cooler due to the fresh wind. It is in the right direction
though so who knows, there may be birds. Like yesterday? One can only
hope but a day like that is really a once in a lifetime event.
A
slavonian grebe is close in at North Haven again. The blyth's reed
warbler is showing from the Bird Observatory garden before breakfast
and a common rosefinch has been caught in a mist net. Measured and
ringed, it is soon released.
Yesterday's
list of rares is still on the Bird Observatory noticeboard testing
everyone to find better today.
Down
the island it is immediately clear that there has been a huge clear
out of migrant birds. I don't see my first phyllosc' for a couple of
hours.
Jack
snipe, curlews, pipits, fulmars, gannets, pink-footed geese, wigeon;
the day goes by and although I see a group of birders gather to look
at the lanceolated warbler, now to be found in the garden at Midway,
I don't join them. I continue to search.
To
the shop in the afternoon for food I go to the Kirk to read and have
lunch.
After
lunch I am walking the bike up the hill by the school when a bird
comes out of the long grass. I think it looks good. I watch where it
doves down into the grass and head that way. It doesn't flush until I
almost tread on it and it flies like a bullet and into a ditch. What
is it? A thrush? That size but behaving like this. Must check. I
carefully walk the ditch and up it flies again heading away from me
at seed to dive into a ditch once again.
I
phone Lee Gregory who I can see a few hundred yards away near North
Shirva. Lee is a great friend and he with Cath Mendez come over.
Meanwhile I have been praying to my guardian angels that it is a good
bird.
The
three of us move over to the last place I saw the bird and out comes
a . . .
red-flanked
browntail! (work it out....)
Oh
well, always call out a bird you're not sure of. I have never seen a
redwing, for that's what it was, behave in such a way. Wierd.
The
three comrades walk back towards the Bird Obs and laugh. Lee walks the Plantation Heligoland trap and the Gully one also. From the latter he comes out with a bird in the bag, a black-spotted browntail. OK, a song thrush to you and me. One day it
will be a mega but not today.
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