Well what a cracking day, found a fiver at work this morning and a tenner this afternoon....
Well, that's nicely covered the Chinese you're due for today's lifer! |=)|
The day started in ridiculous fashion, with a very wet visit to the Beer shelters for an early seawatch. Next to no visibility most of the time, and next to no birds all of it. Decided I'd have another go later if the visibility improved...
Late morning, Steve calls. "There's an
Audouin's Gull at Seaton Marshes" - a simple, unambiguous phrase, it's meaning quite clear. But my poor little mind could not cope. "Really?" I replied, lamely. Quickly realising this was the incorrect response, and that "I'm on my way RIGHT NOW!" was far more appropriate, I hurried to the Seaton Marshes car park. Just Steve's car. Rang Steve. "Still there?" "Yes. I'm in the hide". The path to the hide is a few minutes of pleasant strolling as a rule. Interestingly, when
running it fiendishly transforms into a gruelling 2-mile uphill slog. I reckon a few birders noticed it perform that neat trick today. The bird was at least 500m away, through light drizzle, nestled among a sizeable cluster of big gulls, in longish grass. Nightmare. I could see its mantle, wing tips, and the back of its head. Great. It then simply dissolved into the flock. Marvellous. Several minutes went by, punctuated by a great deal of anxious muttering from Steve. Suddenly it poked its beady-eyed head out, waving a STONKING red bill. I was utterly stunned! I stayed another hour and a half or so, but it was extremely elusive, mostly giving only tantalisingly brief and incomplete views. Eventually, though, it stood in full view for several minutes, preening. It was still in view when I left.
Commiserations to those who just missed it when the flock dispersed later, and well done to those who persevered, and refound it this evening.
A nice little conundrum for those interested in probability theory:
What is the likelihood of finding
a) a 4th for Britain
b) on your local patch
c) at a range of 500m+
d) in a flock of gulls where it can completely disappear 85% of the time (ie. your casual scan happens to be during the other 15%)
e) when, during the last 4 months, you have already found an Iberian Chiffchaff, a Bonaparte's Gull, and the first twitchable Stone Curlew in Devon for 20 years (also all on your local patch)?
Several mathematics professor and William Hill consultant mates of mine have all come up with the same answer: 14 zillion to one. As one of them put it, you have more chance of creating intelligent life from a box of matches and some pork scratchings.
Which just goes to prove that Steve Waite is actually Clark Kent, and a fine asset for the ardent local lister to have around..........|=)|