JWN Andrewes
Poor Judge of Pasta.
November 2nd
Another morning out, this time over to Llandudno, where we parked up on The Parade by the turning down Carmen Sylva Road, which we headed up, scanning roofs and aerials before being beckoned by a couple of birders (birding couple even, it looked like) who had located the Rose-coloured Starling in some ivy, although it had recently done a bunk. Wasn't long before we relocated it, up in the guesthouse gutters, where it showed beautifully in the gorgeous mid morning sunshine, returning fairly quickly even after being chased several houses along Victoria Street by a Jackdaw. The rest of the morning sort of petered out, my enthusiasm wasn't matched by the boys', they played along the rocky breakwater while I scanned the Llanddulas shore for Glaucous Gull to no avail, all the Scoters were way to far out to do anything useful with, and to be honest by now I was about done, and with tasks back at home nagging at me we called time on the day out. Back in work tomorrow, so that's half term done for me, with only four more weekends off before the turn of the year. My word how it does fly!
Another morning out, this time over to Llandudno, where we parked up on The Parade by the turning down Carmen Sylva Road, which we headed up, scanning roofs and aerials before being beckoned by a couple of birders (birding couple even, it looked like) who had located the Rose-coloured Starling in some ivy, although it had recently done a bunk. Wasn't long before we relocated it, up in the guesthouse gutters, where it showed beautifully in the gorgeous mid morning sunshine, returning fairly quickly even after being chased several houses along Victoria Street by a Jackdaw. The rest of the morning sort of petered out, my enthusiasm wasn't matched by the boys', they played along the rocky breakwater while I scanned the Llanddulas shore for Glaucous Gull to no avail, all the Scoters were way to far out to do anything useful with, and to be honest by now I was about done, and with tasks back at home nagging at me we called time on the day out. Back in work tomorrow, so that's half term done for me, with only four more weekends off before the turn of the year. My word how it does fly!