Perhaps the greatest excitement came right at the end of our Count (after 11 hours!) when we arrived at Worton Wood hoping for a Jay. We stepped out of the car door and almost immediately Colin picked up the harsh scold of the Jay. In fact the bird was very agitated, so I tried to see what all the fuss was about. And there, tucked deep into the hazel coppice, was a Tawny Owl. It seemed quite unimpressed with the noisy Jay, and just sat tight. The Jay lost interest and soon all was quiet.
|time for a snooze|
In total we saw 73 species, so were pretty chuffed.
Today, in contrast, has been dull and wet but ample compensation came in the shape of a beautiful Turnstone, at Grimsbury Reservoir, a patch first for me.
|Turnstone - en route to Greenland?|