Briefly considered getting up, going to Prawle or maybe even Pentire, and doing a seawatch, but the lack of wind and amount of sun between the impressively potent showers deterred me. Plus there's that sleep thing, you know....
Instead took care of an errand in Paignton and walked over and back. This being due to a) needing the exercise and b) getting the chance to bash the poor larids of Torbay again. As you may have guessed from the title, this paid off, with a nice juvenile Yellow-legged Gull at Torre Abbey on the way out [plus a really weirdly retarded 2cy Herring Gull - I'm starting to wonder if the gulls have noticed my interest and are wheeling out all their freakiest offspring..??]. When I was heading back, with the tide much further out, the Yellow-leg was kind enough to fly in to Livermead as I was checking it, and then for bonus points it took a stroll down the beach and stood next to a juvenile Med Gull. Result! :D
Less fun was accidentally wandering onto the set of the remake of 'The Birds' - aka Victoria Park pond. Despite the very large red signs about not feeding the birds, anyone who stands there [say innocently checking the funny-looking Herrings and Lesser Black-backeds] is surrounded by winged rats, who hover all around you and even try landing on your optics... I am, of course, a good and responsible birder, who would never bash feral pigs, no matter how irritating they were. But oh ye gods and little fishes, I was tempted......
In other news, I see Joe "What's a razor?" Ray is back from his alpine soiree - spawny git got Black Woodpecker and Nutcracker, so he'd better a) write up a nice long trip report with lots of pretty pictures, b) be suitably grateful we didn't grip him off horribly while he was away, and c) not even think about moaning about dipping Pygmy Owl due to forgetting to take a torch.. ;) Welcome back!
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