Double Days' Dipping. Pt.2, A Long Stint For Very Little

After my vexation in the South, news of a Roller in Devon, showing off like you wouldn't believe, had me joining The Teacher and No.1 Son on a mad twitch off West....

The bird in question had vanished an hour before we got there, but it had to be about somewhere, and even if it was elusive in the day, it always turned back up in Bere Ferrers village centre in the evening.

Right.

Right?

Right.........??

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So we dipped horribly, and in no way alone.

[There were a few 'oh was that it?'s and 'it was up there a second ago's, but nothing provable.*]

Some scenery,

 

Scarlet Pimpernel found,

turquiose one... not so much

 

 Looking up?

Soaring Sprawk 1

 

Soaring Sprawk 2

Wandering all over the shop, finding vast tracts of Roller habitat [you could easily sustain a full breeding population here...] but no Roller, eventually something caught the attention of the 10's of thousands of pounds' worth of optics being toted...

Blob

Opsprey!

Blobs

Dunlin [l] and Little Stint [r]

On the far shore, left of centre.

Really!

There were an amazing three Little Stints, with 7 Dunlin and 5 Ringed Plover [also a Blackwit on the other bank - not talking to the smalls!]. Very much at scope range.

So, flown off?

Nope, showed again next morning. Then nothing.

Until;

A consequence of my delay in typing this is knowing that the fracking bird is still there, and has been tarting about at point-blank range again this very day.

I'm too annoyed even to swear.

I have more and less dippy posts to come, so I shall

Be Seeing You...

[[* Worse, I was one of them... Very brief glimpse of something Jackdaw-sized and Roller-shaped with a flash of turquoise, but not enough to be sure. {The eye plays tricks}    Oh, the pain. ]]