Blogger's curse

The problem with having a blog is that you feel compelled to post things to it. After a long day in the field, writing a blog post about what I've just seen is – these days – low down my list of priorities, and leaving it a couple of days until I've got a bit more time makes it all feel a bit out-of-date; but then I feel bad for not having such an inactive blog page, and even worse for making empty promises about Quail moult and retained secondaries in cisticolas and things like that. So, in an attempt to bring some new content to this page, here's this quarter's collection of photos and words. See you all again in December. (Actually, I'm away soon and I'll hopefully see some good birds. So maybe I'll post something next month. Maybe.)

Bird log 27-08-2016

Thorpness, Suffolk
We thrashed the bushes around Thorpness old caravan park for a few hours today. Nice early autumn birding with some a flock of 'pseudomigrants'. You know, basically a tit flock made up almost entirely of locally-bred Long-tailed Tits but with a few Chiffchaffs, Willow Warblers and Lesser Whitethroats thrown in. They are undoubtably locals too but you can just about convince yourself that they could have come in on an easterly. A couple of Hobbies fell into the same category: the fact the baby was chasing one of the adults around for food slightly spoilt the migrant illusion.

Offshore one Gannet passed (migrated?) north and 13 Little Gulls were in the bay – 12 first-years and an adult. Little Gulls are always great to see and these came pretty close in. I even managed to phonescope them.

Regents Park, London
It was a lovely evening back in London so I walked partway home through Regent's Park, reading a few Canada Goose rings, doing some light-weight birding, and, erm, catching some Pokémon. I did make two interesting observations, one of which involved a Moorhen and the other of which involved some Greylags, both of which I'll write up for British Birds. I also saw some Egyptian Geese.

Swiss Cottage, London
Almost better than the Little Gulls, this evening I heard a Common Sandpiper flying over our flat in Swiss Cottage (inner-ish northwest London). There's something about migrating waders at night that made it quite an exciting flat tick.