My week of liberty is now drawing to a close and with the unwelcome spectre of work looming ever nearer I decided to pay a call on Eyebrook. The forecast had suggested a foggy start before it began to lift sometime in the morning, they were way too optimistic! When my stepson dropped me off I could barely make out the shore of the res and by the time he picked me up it was only slightly better. Seems I used up all my birding luck on that Baird's which is apparently still showing well today.
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| Is that a cow or am I talking bullocks? |
On my mist blighted wander around the res I heard Marsh Tit at the bridge and also Golden Plovers at the inflow. From the viewing area at the sharp end all I could hear was the wet splatter of a nearby cow doing a Donald Trump and by then I knew it was not going to be a good day. The foggy shroud did eventually lift a little allowing me to see several Pintails near the island feeding with the Wigeon. There was time for a false alarm too though a potential juvenile Scaup turned out to be a female Tufty. Overall a mixed week then with three American waders close to home but not a massive amount to back them up. Happily for me a family meal in the pub helped to ensure that the day ended on a good point.
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| Tufted Duck |
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