Thought I'd busy myself on Saturday and instead of spending the weekend quietly sobbing to myself while I read the Spurn reports I'd go just out of county for the Leash Fen GGS, and on to Old Moor to mop up garganey and little stint that had so far escaped the year list. Did I manage any of them? Did I chuff!
Seriously though, reading everyone's reports I think shows those of us who end up landlocked on weekends like this should not to let the green eyed monster well up too much - you all had excellent-sounding says at the East Coast, but no single person mopped up the rares to quite the same degree as the pager reports would lead us to believe we would have had the chance to do.
You can start to think everyone's seeing everything and the messages drive you mad in the end. However, if you are on Barra ticking Hermit Thrush, you are not on Scilly ticking Black-eared Wheatear.
Even on a much more local level, I could have dashed off from Hartlepool yesterday for the Bluetail at Saltburn, but I was happy with my lot at Hartlepool. It's never as easy on the ground as the messages make you think.
If you set off to say Spurn on a Sunday hoping to see everything that's come through on the Saturday, you'll be disappointed - no plan survives contact with the enemy - you might be three hours just waiting for a Dusky or Icky to show that the finder just happened to chance upon, or as with the Seaton Carew vireo, it's been found because it's been netted, and may be a pig to relocate on release.
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