26 September 2014

Being good



After managing to steer clear of controversy all week I've been keeping my head down. I made sure that there was at least one grown up with me at all times; for the Short-eared Owl and the Jack Snipe.  Then I go and blow it while being unsupervised by claiming a (probable) Olive-backed Pipit. If it had called three times I would have it on the list. It didn't and the efforts of Bob, Sally, Tim and his Bradwell mate Steve Swaby and myself drew a blank trying to re-locate it, though Tim and Steve did find a Firecrest in Long Wood. 

So tomorrow,and there is no reason why it shouldn't be still here since it appeared to be rising from Coronation Copse, we will search again with ears wide open. The call was reedy rather than the shriller Tree Pipit, of which we have heard many this Autumn, and rather than circle around as our TPs have done, it flew direct, but hopefully not off patch...




The Stonechat has now managed 14 days, but the adult and the other juvvy appear to have hoofed it and taken the last remaining Whinchat along with them.  It is feeling like October already; no Wheatear, and few warblers left, though Tim did find a Lesser Whitethroat this morning. A Linnet on Wednesday and a smattering of Chaffinch today along with a roaming charm of Goldfinch suggests the finches are on their way.






 And the larids are getting (quite) interesting...




14 days and counting...




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