I still haven't even started an update post - detailing everything I've been not doing and so on - which won't do, but at least right now it's That Time Of The Year, so I have a vaguely-convincing excuse.
Friday I pinched a morning to go after the 1w Scaup that's been reported at Exminster for a little while now.
The extensive water-fall-from-sky induced flooding required some creative access. Well, distant access, as I had to park at Countess Wear and walk down the canal; about 5km lugging the scope, so not that bad.
What was that bad was the utter absence of Scaup of any kind.
Feck.
What were I'm pretty sure four Marsh Harriers proved some distraction, which with a Buzzard, a Sprawk, and maybe two Kestrels gave the poor waders and smaller wildfowl plenty of nervous exercise...
Said waders and wildfowl were present in reasonable if not epic numbers, with several hundred Lapwing easiest to estimate as they were repeatedly put up. In contrast, I only got on 4 Pintail and 6 Shoveler.
Still, the Sun shone, a sinensis Cormorant posed for an almost-sharp photo on the Canal, and it was good to be out and about.
As you may have guessed, this was going to be something a bit longer, but stuff happens, [to censor the Yautja] so what can you do?
News from the Patch; now 3 f Velvet Scoter by the Oyster Beds off Thatcher Point, numbers of divers [mostly GND of course] offshore and indeed inshore, and Treeeeecreeeeper up in The Copse again. Ah, 'tis almost like the Good Old days.
Be Seeing You...
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