Using a couple of days of hollyday [yay!] - today I took a wander with the Folks up on t'Moor.
It was gloriously quiet up there - at least in the morning - with not a soul in sight! Just us and the birds.
Oh, there were birds. We went to Scorhill and wandered down to Middle Tor and Frenchbeer Rock [yup, vast distances] and back, and we met so many thrushes I could hardly credit it.. 1000+ is a very conservative estimate. And more than half were Fieldfares! 'Chachachak!' was everywhere. Redwings outnumbered Starlings maybe 4 to 1, and there was a scattering of Mistle Thrushes and at least 2 Ring Ouzels [1 at Scorhill, 1 at Frenchbeer] with them.
Also of real note was a cracking female Merlin, which actually showed for long enough for all present to get bins on her - very unusual for a Merlin, she also got quite high up - as well as all the usuals, including vocal but not showy [so standard] Golden Plovers.
Here's some Fieldfares;
You get the idea.
It was gorgeous up there, all blazing sunshine and stuff.
So much so that there was still a Black Darter on the wing! He was far too frisky to shoot, alas, patrolling a wet bit near Shovel Down.
Odonates aside, everything was posing;
Even the archaeology..
Also to report, on Patch; last night a listen gave 6 Redwing calls in 10 minutes. Tonight it was 8.
What will tomorrow bring?
Be Seeing You..