As many here have said, it's not embarrassing not to have seen something ... unless you have been a total pillock about it. Mine is Great Reed Warbler, not sure when, some time around 1990. Just back from a holiday on Mallorca (crawling with 'em), I heard a familiar 'gurk-gurk' from the reeds at Herriott's Bridge, Chew Valley Lake (North Somerset). The place was packed with 'birders', all with posh scopes, all peering into the distance across the lake. And not taking any notice of the reeds. Can't be, I thought, all these super birders, they would all be trying to pin it down. Very windy day, reeds blowing around, couldn't see anything, would you believe I just walked away !!!???
It was a GRW, of course, eventually appeared in the Avon Bird Report for a date two days later. Utterly and totally stupid, still kicking myself now.
It was a GRW, of course, eventually appeared in the Avon Bird Report for a date two days later. Utterly and totally stupid, still kicking myself now.


