Still on day 2 some good birds seemed to be turning up at Spurn so off we went again.
On arrival we spent about 45 minutes staring at a bush trying, and failing to locate our target bird. Time for a coffee and a cake at the visitor centre cafe. Can recommend the flat white and lemon drizzle cake.
Next it was up along the canal path and again failed to connect with our target birds. Did see
@Owene across the other birders so a quick phone call later and we caught up with Owen back by the visitor centre. Always enjoyable to go birding with Mr E. Anyway we dipped again on our target bird so headed back up along the canal path and got very lucky when all the birders were looking in our direction. A
Barred Warbler was in the bush before taking off and flying right past us. A lifer for all three of us. This deserved a cake to celebrate so it was back to the cafe.
This time I can recommend the Yorkshire curd tart. Very interesting. Leaving the cafe just along the path to the canal path a small group of birders had gathered and sure enough they were on the bird we all really wanted. And absolute belter of a
Red-breasted Flycatcher. Gave absolutely amazing views down to a few metres. Buzzing from this - and congrats to Owen on his 300th species - we headed back along the canal path. About 150 metres from the pub we were treated to point blank views of a stunning
Wryneck. Chuffed with this as it’s been at least 3 years since I’ve caught up with one. Next we headed into the church yard before walking out to Sammys Point. Should have added there was an amazing summer plumaged
Grey Plover out on the estuary earlier. Dipped on the Y-B Warblers but had good views of a
Spotted Flycatcher and decent sized flocks of
Golden Plover flew overhead. Time to head to the pub for a celebratory pint.
Had a quick look for a Snow Bunting but failed to locate it. Had a quick chat with a birder I’d recognised from Ham Wall. He’s on 298 for the year so fingers crossed for the 300. We were then all pretty tired fi decided to call it a day. An absolutely brilliant days birding with great company.
Back at the cottage we watched The Boys with a glass of red before crashing out.
Rich