As the service wasn't until 1.15pm I decided to nip out birding first. Arthur would have understood. It was rather chilly with a fresh north-westerly breeze, and Morton Bagot was pretty quiet. A couple of Little Ringed Plovers, a few Swifts, seven Whitethroats, two Lesser Whitethroats, and a Sand Martin were the most notable migrants. The high waterlevels have attracted my first double-figure count of Tufted Ducks, albeit only 10.
Tufted Duck |
There was no sign of the two "cracking" Whinchats that John Yardley had texted me about on Tuesday night, and this evening he visited again and reported good views of two Grey Partridges. It's very good news that there is still a pair present, but they are evidently incredibly elusive.
Returning to the crematorium for a moment, another member of the congregation mentioned to me that a Bar-tailed Godwit had been still present last night at a small private fishing pool nearby, and he agreed to take me there on the way to the pub. I understand that the farmer is anti-human (unless they are paying fishermen) so I agreed not to reveal the locality. We duly arrived, found it was still there, and then joined everyone else in the pub. Arthur would have been appalled ....by the delay in reaching the pub.
RIP AFJ.
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