Subzero for the third day in a row over on the east coast, yet the new year celebrations at the outlaws are steadily gathering pace, like the juggernaut of excess they invariably are. Broke free for a frosty few hours today to hit Far Ings in the shadow of the Humber Bridge, where Redwings and Fieldfares battered the berries, Bullfinches remained coy and Cetti’s Warblers remained invisible.
Excellent performance from one of the wintering Bitterns though, Kingfisher zipped through and Marsh Harriers sailed by putting the willies up the wildfowl. Always a great site for the old carpet bag Bitterns in winter, there are 3 or 4 this year…wonder if Mere Sands has any yet?
Fine winter birding that quite took my mind off the Little Bustard at Brid…tempting certainly, although the memories of the ’96 bird on The Lizard remain vivid. I think that was the first time I’d seen a rare spark spontaneous applause as it flew past the ranks.
Right, time for a wash n brush up before re-engaging with the festive coal-face.
Hogmanay and shiny stuff to all.