Terns, Tarts and Two Whimbrel Overhead!
Hey up folks, what started off as a dull a'noon's birdin round poxey countin' Wobblers, turned out quite a bit differently!
The pager said "8 Whiskered Terns at Willington"! So i waited for the next message to say " report of Whiskered Terns at Willington was erroneous", oh no, it said " at least 10 Whiskered Terns at Willington". So a quick text to Mad Malc, meant i'd got a lift sorted but i was still 2 miles from home! So a military style forced march meant i was back home in twenty five, with 3 knackered dogs in tow.
Just over half an hour later Malc wheel spun into the vast carpark at Willington. Before i'd got out of the motor Malc was throwing the keys at me and shoutin' "lock her up pal, it's a lifer"!!! He was like a Cheetah on speed, ten minutes later i caught up with him as he went into a mad victory jig, like birdin's answer to Michael Flatley.3
Eleven superb Whiskered Terns all perched right in front of the crowd on the posts cunningly provided for just such an event!:t:
After that we headed back up the track to be greeted by a rather embarassed lookin' lover of scottish islands our very own Fair Isle.:eek!: Almost as much of a shock as Malcs antics and the terns. He'll probably justify it by findin' his own Sedge Warbler or something.3
Filled with hope we hit Utch on the way back. No sign of the rest of the tern flock3
but we did get 2 Whimbrel overhead plus all the currrent bits and bobs.
All in all quite an a'noon, and sounds like quite a few of us connected even young Adam, lookin' like a young Gordon Strachan3
cheers
Andy
P.S. like Fair Isle says the forecast looks good, don't wait for it to stop rainin. Get out there!