Thursday, 16 February 2017


Visited wood at end of Jobble's lane with IM this morning. As David Coleman once said - "anything can happen in 90 minutes" - so we trudged about from 9 until 10:30 trying to bag a couple of goals. Unfortunately, what we got was the birding equivalent of a goalless draw. No Woodcock or Crossbill. Not even Redpoll or Siskin. We did see the currently ubiquitous Treecreeper which only adds to what I felt was the case on the last post. Nuthatch, Mistle Thrush and Coal Tits all entertained us but seemed scant reward for all our approach-work. This afternoon I looked by the tramsheds in case Steve's Iceland Gull was still about but no joy. However, I did manage a Common Sandpiper there with the last kick of the game deep into injury time. OK that's enough football talk...

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