After getting far more than expected [or deserved; I was not there at first light.. Tut.] at the Nose on Sunday morning, I was straight off upcountry shamelessly chasing yearticks...
Oh Dear.
States of tide, time of day, and numbers of grockles dictated one site to head to;
The only water west
of the Exe...
Exmister lagoon, still just about present. Now with extensive muddy fringes. [Oooh] With some of said wet stuff just about visible between the blocking trees, overgrown vegetation, and wandering coobeasties.!
With about 90 mins of patience [and lunch, which helped with the patience];
Spot The Curlew Sand...
Spot the Wood Sand..!!
Much easier through a Big Scope, of course.
Eventually, Wood Sand, 2 Curlew Sand, Ruff, and a scattering of Blackwits with Shoveler, Teal, a couple of Wigeon. Mostly Sand Martins hawking, and the odd Cetti's still doing That Thing.
With the coobeasties were visible 4 Cattle Egret, see?
One, two, three, four.
Something flushed a Snipe, which came towering almost overhead, but no Big Sexy Raptors blessed me with a view.
The frothing hordes - I had to wait to get a space to park... - kept mounting, as did the heat, so I called it a day and retired to some shade.
[[20:20 hindsight should have seen me press on the the Black Hole - which I did consider - but the roads were not fun and there was some event on. Always tomorrow, right? Ho ho Ho....]
An afternoon toddle with the Folks the next day left a free morning, and Little Stint had been reported for a couple of days on the Black Hole...
I zipped over [[well, I tried to zip over, but so many fools on the roads...yeeeesh]]
View from the 'Cygnus'
Neither Little
nor Stinty
The Dunlin Game;
"One of these birds is
....just like the others."
Bugger.
A smaller, brighter Dunlin was the closest anyone got to a LS. Likewise, the previous day's LRP was gone, with this
[not so little] Ringed Plover
Spot the Greenshank
Yeah.
Also neatly showing the difference between a reserve where actually seeing birds [and providing useful habitat year-round as a wonderful by-product*] is considered, versus... Well, whatever it is the raspberries think they're doing.
Ahem.
It was lovely to be there, run into a certain Bicycle Birder again, and I sincerely intend for it to be far less time until my next visit [profiteers be damned].
Hopefully something small and sexy will be there too.
You never know, right?
Argh, dipping sucks.
[[Yes yes, I know I got outrageously spawny the day before, but still.....]]
More to come.
[There Will Be Bloo Moths. Heh heh....]
I shall
Be Seeing You...
[[* That probably ought to be written {and certainly was the intent} the other way around... Oops. ]]
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