Thursday, November 01, 2007
Fed up with being gripped off by everybody I hauled myself out of bed for an early start this morning. Just after first light I was trudging along the east pool shore at Kenfig. A large flock of Fieldfare flew over and when I flushed a Common Snipe I knew I must have been the first person to walk that way this morning. I walked all of the way to the boathouse but there was no sign of the sandpiper. I doubled back and, convinced the blighter had packed its bags and left over night, I continued searching the mud. Still no sign of it. Fortunately, the proprieter of Celtic Bird Tours was at hand to help. He lifted his bins to his eyes and immediately said "There it is." And by God he was right - there it was, no more than a few feet away from where I'd just been walking. As everybody has already noted it was a very confiding bird and it even showed me its pretty little rump. If only all birds were this obliging. Rosefinches in particular. Anybody know a good optician?