The weekend's birding was dominated by a frisky North to North-west wind. It was pretty nippy and very frisky [I've said frisky twice now* and it won't be the last...] and mixed with sunshine and the odd shower now and again. Interesting weather...
While hordes of Brunnich's Guillemots beset the East coast, we had no such luck down here. Especially at the Nose, where birds of a sea variety stayed irritatingly far offshore. Even to the Big Scope [which was lugged down on Sunday morning].
Working in a non-linear fashion [You may add a Whovian timey-wimey quote here in your head if that's your thing], we begin at the end with my determination to get up on t'Moor.
Stuff the weather. Stuff the hordes of mundanes. Never mind I'm on a strict time budget due to Important Things.
Was determined to go.
Went.
Observe, regardez, and so on;
A view.
I wandered up to King's Tor, had some lunch, admired the view, came back.
Up there we see the Princetown railway line, the Walkham valley, Plimoth, and..
Eddystone
With a little zoom and crop.
Closer to,
Heath Waxcap
Looking the other way..
Foggintor Quarry and Swell Tor
The only birds of note in the air were Ravens [Red Kite has been reported in the area but I had zip], with a single small group of Golden Plover - flushed by a walker and heard but not seen [again] - and a few handfuls of winter thrushes widely scattered in sheltered spots [all the usual species encountered, highest count of any one sp. was 7, though]
It was lovely to be out there, though [once I got out of the wind!].
Time rewound further presently.
Be Seeing You...
[[* Yes, yes, pedants... ;) ]]
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