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Easter Sunday birding - trying to find Wheatear and Sand Martin in Dundee, while also avoidng the Easter Sunday crowds.....
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After an exhausting term 2 in university physics, I realised I had not been out birdwatching since the start of the year! Three trips to Thetford Forest followed, which resulted in incredible great grey shrike photos. Currently hoping for a golden eagle encounter in Spain, as well as seeing common eider and lady's slipper orchids in the north of England in April and May.
https://naturalistgb.blogspot.com/2024/03/thetford-forest-spring-2024.html
I can often be a bit grumpy. I’m happy to admit it, I often revel in it, as a joke my kids bought me one of those mood bracelets, and have since expressed concern about what I’d be like without it. Sometimes, though, my grumpiness is well warranted.
I love being outdoors, and I struggle with the fact that I have to work, and have other family- related duties to fulfil, and can’t actually go birding 7 days a week. I suppose I could but would remain neither married nor employed for long. I need days out to maintain my equilibrium. I’m not a twitcher of birds, but I twitch if I don’t get to go birding.
After my highly enjoyable, soul- restoring Musselburgh trip my birding became very stilted in March. One of the perks of being employed...
Sometimes as a birder, you just have to grin and bear it....
I've realised I need to stop listening to my mate Bill. Sure, he's a repository of a lifetime's worth of birding knowledge, and is damned good company to boot, but his other- worldly luck with birding sets an exceptionally high bar, and an unrealistic expectation of "well, my mate Bill can do it, so can I...." This is a chap, remember, who birds go to see.
My trip to Fairlie, as challenging as it had been, was still good enough to reignite the warm, happy birding glow, after my January stutters. I resisted the urge to do a comparison with January 2023, and instead focused on my next adventure. Bill had happily let me know he had had an excellent day in Dumbartonshire...
I am more confident about this set of pictures. The bird has black legs and bill, yellow feet and was wading and fishing on the shore line. Location: south of Caleta de Fuste (c. 1 mile). Some pictures are sharp, other balletic. What a lovely bird. I enjoyed following it along the shore line, though I never got as close as I wanted.
You should never believe your eyes…..
My Aberlady trip had been, er, a bit of a challenge and I was determined to get back out as soon as humanly possible. And by human, I mean as soon as the competing demands of employment, wife and mini- Sandpipers allowed me. Now, I do love a challenge and not being put off by the loathsome Aberlady, a few days later I found myself with a few spare hours and headed to Ardmore Point, in Dumbartonshire. A place I'd struggled for birds previously, despite other birders finding great riches there regularly. A place I'd always found challenging....sounds familiar? I made my usual mistake of looking at the internet at what other people had seen, and said “hey, I can do that….” Damned internet.
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