Sunday, 11 October 2015

Goal post tick

The Safari was at the nature reserve this afternoon and sat for 3 1/2 hours in the hide meeting n greeting anyone who dared to venture in.
Best bird was an adult Mediterranean Gull which one of the visitors missed by seconds. Best sighting was a new tick for us on the 'goalpost' - a Grey Wagtail.
It did come a bit nearer down on the mud below the hide.
Away in the distance a circling Buzzard had attracted the attentions of a mob of Jackdaws.

Apart from those highlights there was little of note but that's not to say it wasn't any good out there it was a very pleasant and peaceful afternoon with thankfully not a numpty in sight.
Where to next? The east coast beckons at stupid o'clock tomorrow
In the meantime let us know who's mobbing what in your outback

Saturday, 10 October 2015

Yet another adventure at dawn

The Safari had a short Patch 2 session yesterday lunchtime, the sea was flat calm and many of the at least 2000 Common Scoters were reasonably close in although the tide was well out if that makes sense. We searched high and low through them but couldn't find a Velvet or a Surf day we find the latter and fill an embarrassing gap on our list. Best of the rest were three Grey Seals and the first returning Turnstones, eight of them with two Redshanks. Wonder what they think about the loss of habitat now the Mussel covered old pipe is no longer there, will there be enough pickings on the sea wall for them or will they abandon our stretch of beach now?
At sea an unidentified distant auk flew by and much nearer there was a Guillemot. A Great Crested Grebe flew north and while looking at one of the Grey Seals we found another sat on the sea, they've not been at all numerous yet this season.
The sea looked bob on for a cetacean but we had no joy and not really enough time to give us a decent chance of picking one up, back at Base Camp later in the afternoon we learned there'd been three Harbour Porpoises seen up at the north end of the town centre.
This morning we were up n at em early again and got to the vis mig watch point at the nature reserve just in time to watch the sun inch itself above the eastern horizon. Not so many Pink Footed Geese were passing and we were in time to see the Starlings leave their roost, again only about a couple of hundred of them.
We were joined by BD who spotted a meteorological phenomenon we don't think we've ever seen before - a sun dog. A bit like a rainbow without the rain but caused by ice crystals high in the atmosphere. Unfortunately it was nowhere near a complete arc just a tiny fraction illuminating some weird feather-like filamentous clouds.
Sun dog - the coloured bit towards the right of the pic
It was a quiet walk to the bridge at the far end with little about apart from the odd Cetti's Warbler and Water Rail calling from the reeds. There was no overhead passage to speak of until five Redwings dropped out of the sky and were instantly lost in the depths of the scrub. The Channel Scrape produced a new species with a pair of Wigeon sat quietly resting with a Teal. It was deffo worth doing the work to expand the scrapes with a nice variety of ducks and waders being seen on there over the last few months, needs a few tweaks of the winter but on the whole it's a big thumbs up.
As yesterday the Reed Buntings were very active in the reedbed at the far end but the hoped for Bittern didn't put in an appearance, well it would have been nice but we weren't really expecting it to - then again if you don't look you won't see! A few Meadow Pipits went over the field behind and a Snipe got up from the reeds in the corner of the mere us as our alarm went off telling us it was time to go and make Wifey's breakfast.
Retracing our steps the bird of the session had to be the Blue Tits, there seemed to be rather a lot more, or at least far more obvious, than on recent visits.
Two thrushes dived in to the scrub, Redwings again we thought, but no the Swazzas told us they were Song Thrushes and were joined by a third. Close to the reserve gate a Sparrowhawk jumped a gear from slow cruise to hunting mode in the blink of an eye and returned a few minutes later doing the same trick darting over a dip in the hedge to startle an unwary victim.
Outside the reserve another couple of Song Thrushes were seen and a veritable flock of Chaffinches went over. A Blackbird and a Wren sat out in the open at the top of a dead shrub with three other birds, again the Swazzas revealed their identity, three Dunnocks - don't think we've seen three Dunnocks sat out in the open away from a feeding station at this time of year before, have you? Only another fifty yards down the track there was another, a bit of movement been going on over night?
Would you believe it! Flippin Skylarks, first one then two together went over on almost the same flight line as yesterday, and our last bird of the morning was another Song Thrush.
A bit quieter than yesterday but still magic to be out watching the day come to life.
Where to next? Getting closer to mega-excitment but before then we'll be out at the nature reserve again tomorrow but not another early start.
in the meantime let us know who's diving in to the bushes in your outback

Friday, 9 October 2015

Last gasp success

The Safari was out at the crack of dawn again this morning, still on a mission for that once far more common bird. As night started to lose its blackened grip we heard the wink wink wink wink wink of hundreds of Pink Footed Geese coming towards us probably from their roost at the 'Place we do not mention by name' and heading to their daytime feeding grounds on the marshes to the north. A small flock of Tufted Ducks came zipping past low over the scrub from their overnight feeding on the golf course lakes. On the path by our feet was a very fresh Fox dollop still steaming in the cool morning air, it must have only been a few yards in front of us but we didn't see it.
We didn't go to the Viewing Platform today but went down to the screen at the newly named Heron Hide where half way down the path we just had to stop for several minutes and gawp at the sunrise - sights like that makes you feel good to be alive.
A Chiffchaff 'hweet'ed from the bushes to the right.
The colours changed and intensified as the sun broke the horizon. More and more Pink Footed Geese were flooding north all the while. How privileged we are to witness the massive skeins we have here; it's real wilderness, nature in the raw - just don't look up with your mouth open.
Continuing our mooch towards the bridge we heard a Goldcrest in the scrub and Cetti's Warblers in the reeds but there was nothing of note other than geese flying over. Although there didn't seem to be many about today one Robin gave an early morning photo opportunity.
Water Rails screamed and Reed Buntings bounced in and out of the reeds flying round and diving back in and sometimes shooting off to the south east, just how many were there? What there wasn't many of were Starlings we don't think we could have missed the roost leaving the reeds by getting there too late but we saw only about 200 come out while it was still rather darker than lighter. The lack of a large Starling roost doesn't bode well for Bittern sightings as we're convinced they are a main prey item for the later as it skulks through the reeds at night picking its feathery victims off from below...easy pickings and lots of them!
The bright low sunlight struck the dazzling white speculum of a Gadwall as it banked coming in to land on the scrape. Already there were a few Teal and a juvenile Moorhen skulking through the vegetation at the back - why are Moorhens so much more numerous than Spotted Crakes?
A small amount of vis started and by small we mean small with only five Meadow Pipits, two Grey Wagtails and two Chaffinches yep it was really that good. Out on the rapidly diminishing muck heap in the field by the barn a Buzzard was sat at the summit getting incessant grief from a Carrion Crow and Magpie. All of a sudden there was a loud whoosh of Woodpigeons exploding out of the large Willow trees in the corner of the reserve, a Peregrine blasted through them a fraction above the tree tops but without success - no breakfast for him this morning. Also exploding out of the scrub was a rather stout queen Bumble Bee with took off to a great height.
The sun was higher now and catching the taller trees showing their developing autumnal colours to great effect.
A flockette of four Pied Wagtails went south as did a couple of skeins of Pink Footed Geese, had they been to the marshes and changed their minds?
Outside the gate two Redwings landed in the scrub to our right, our first of the season. Further down the track almost back at the car we were bemoaning the fact that we hadn't seen our target species, Skylark, or a Bittern on Twitter. We'd no sooner pressed 'send' when we heard the distinctive trilleep as one flew over - result Skylark (MMLNR #104) in the bag at long last. Not 30 seconds later another one flew over!
In the Elderberry bush by the gate to the car park we found a Woodpigeon tucking in to breakfast - time for us to do the same!
As Wifey so rightly says the magic of nature is all around us, we just need to learn how to see it; today not a lot of learning was required the magic was very obvious!
Where to next? Maybe another early morning start tomorrow.
in the meantime let us know who's braving fire in the sky in your outback.

Thursday, 8 October 2015

Worth getting up early for

The Safari was able to get out a little earlier today, we've a sackful of hours to use up at work before the end of this week as there's exciting times ahead.
We had a target bird at the nature reserve we should have got last week at the Friends group's Migration Watch but we turned up too late after faffing around in the little coastal park hoping for a Yellow Browed Warbler
It was a very pleasant morning, mild and just about windless but getting out of the car we didn't hear anything like the number of ticking Robins we expected, it may have been a 'clear out' rather than a 'drop in' night.
The sun was rising as we rounded the corner and started the long straight march down to the reserve gate and there was a bit of colour happening already. Last night's sunset was apparently spectacular, we missed it due to having an 'eat-in' at the chippy and it was one of those occasions when we really should have had a take out on the Prom. Later on we'd totally forgotten about the probability of an aurora and were a bit miffed when we saw some of the pics from not too far away although it's a bit tricky here only a mile from some of the biggest light pollution in the world! Enough woffle on with today's news...
A few minutes later
About twenty minutes later
We think we need to plant some trees along the far bank to hide the big water slide tower, we find it very intrusive in pics!
In the pic above there is a skein of about 100 Pink Footed Geese in the dazzling bit just below the clouds and very carefully trying not to burn our retinas out we could see bouncing little things migrating southwards down at the far end but it was all down that end and nothing came overhead.

From the reeds to our right and front we heard a couple of Cettti's Warblers arguing with each other and a third was much further down the reedbed.
We had  a little wander down the path and stood at the vis mig point for a while without any joy but still seeing stuff going through in the distance. A party of about half a dozen Long Tailed Tits came by but held no other species amid their number.
The light was better now so we went for another quick look across the water to see a flock of Mallards drop in from the far fields and a few Shovelers from the golf course lakes and pools.
Then we noticed some light ripples on the pool in the reeds in front of us and viewing them through the Swazzas we saw the largest concentration of Whirligig Beetles we've ever seem, there weren't hundreds there were thousands! This pic is only a tiny fraction of how many were there.
Again the time to leave came all to soon.
Mid-morning we had a mega sighting - no fewer than a flock of THREE Magpies heading south together over the back field and then the neighbouring rooftops.
At lunchtime the sea at Patch 2 was a Common Scoter-fest but there was little else and with no chance of getting out during the afternoon we had to wait until going home time to troubke the notebook again, this time with a Silver Y moth at the last remaining Viper's Bugloss flowers in the wild garden.
Back at Base Camp we were once again accosted by the loitering OC. He's desperate to show us something by one of his friends on You Tube but doesn't know the exact title or name so finding it is proving a challenge. To keep him busy for while we went upstairs and found a bird book we've not used for a long time, doubt it's been off the shelf for at least 10 years, and a pack of post-it notes and stuck 10 of them on birds for him to look for between now and this weekend.
 We'll do anything to get a new recruit in to the birding scene!
Where to next? Another early start at the nature reserve we think...can't believe we run the risk of not finding a Skylark there this year...what's going on???
In the meantime let us know who's going round in circles in your outback.

Sunday, 4 October 2015

On the hunt for a red October migrant

The Safari was out early again yesterday and again it was pretty foggy. We started at the small gardens down by Chat Alley where we looked high and low for a anything that might have come from Siberia. We didn't find any, not even a similarly sized Goldcrest, the equally diminutive Wren could have been a resident of the park. Two Song Thrushes were new in and only seen the once as they darted between two patches of ornamental shrubbery. There was nothing going overhead apart from two individual Grey Wagtails heading south.
With no self-found joy we decided to have a little twitch up the coast to another little park where a Yellow Browed Warbler had been seen on and off and photographed most of the day. It was still a bit foggy when we arrived. There were a number of Robins ticking away and before long we'd heard several Goldcrests.A couple of the local birders were giving the place a good searching too but without Siberian success. A Blackcap eventually showed itself when the temperature rose a bit as did a Coal Tit which was hopeful as the Sibes have been seen more with the tits than the crests. As usual we ran out of time and the only thing out of the ordinary was this large and impressive fungus.
Back at Base Camp we were hanging out laundry when we heard a Coal Tit (Garden #38) calling behind the garage then it appeared very briefly on the feeder. Then it or another traveling companion was pinching a sunflower heart a couple of minutes later. Blink and we'd have missed it/them! While looking at the feeders waiting to see if there were any more Coal Tits on the way we saw a Garden Cross Spider weaving its web - fascinating to watch its technique.
Once again we were out early at the little park on the hunt for any Yellow Browed jobs - it was even quieter than yesterday even without any fog with only a female Blackcap seemingly new in. Similar numbers of Blackbirds, Dunnocks and Robins were found and our Wren count doubled to two, probably residents although if a pair were having a right old domestic shouting match.
From there we headed to the nature reserve where there was a Friends Migration Watch event where a few folk had already gathered and we looking skywards. There wasn't a skyful of birds but enough to keep us on our toes. Blackbirds and Pink Footed Geese featured highly and were topped up by a few Song Thrushes, Chaffinches and the first Lapwings of the autumn that had a look and then U-turned. Behind us in the scrub we found a Blackcap and a Cetti's Warbler sang loudly  from close to the scrub edge having left its usual reedbed haunts. One or more Jays passed by too.
Again we had to leave and again back at Base Camp we had a bit of success, this time hanging laundry when a small flock of Siskins flew over.
After a couple of hours and breakfast we went back to the nature reserve. The event was over by then so we went round to the FBC hide instead where we'd heard that a Water Rail had been showing very well in recent days. We sat and waited chatting to the families who came in showing them the Shovelers, Speckled Woods, Red Admirals and Migrant Hawkers that were on offer. The gulls went up a few times but it took a while to find the culprits, a pair of Buzzards frolicking on a thermal. From the reeds a Cetti's Warbler sang loudly for us and Reed Warblers flitted by.
One of the gull scares had us venturing out of the hide to get a better look at the sky, it was then we spotted a Comma on the yellow Buddliea just outside the hide door.
Sadly the Sunday numpties were out in force today
It seems inconceivable that you'd guess a wooden wall with slats in it isn't for walking round to see the view; they weren't the only family to do this there were loads! Unless of course you can climb.
Another family walked off the reserve with three rucksacs and a large carrier bag full of apples totally oblivious to the fact that they were removing the wildlife's migration fuel supply and winter food store.
Another Jay flew past the hide and about a dozen Long Tailed Tits flew across the mere towards us.
The Migrant Hawkers and Common Darters were very active in the warm sun and it took a while to find one that was settled. Worth the wait don't you think - spectacular animals!
Where to next? Might not get a chance to look at Patch 2 until lunchtime tomorrow.
In the meantime let us know keeping well out of sight in your outback.

Friday, 2 October 2015

The world disappeared for a while there this morning

The Safari went to work in dense fog today meaning a Patch 2 look was out of the question.Instead we decided to fumble our way round the work's garden in the hope for a Siberian waif n stray or two. As expected we drew a blank but did find a flighty Chiffchaff working its way along the back hedge. A couple of Robins ticked, a Dunnock peeped and a Blackbird worked the dew sodden grass for worms but our overall impression was there'd been an over-night clear out rather than an arrival.
Waiting for the kettle to boil mid-morning gave us another opportunity to have a shuffy at the most likely spot for something to be hidden in. This is just outside the office window and to be honest we weren't expecting much as we hadn't heard anything other than the local House Sparrows chirruping. The had dissipating fog had left a heavy dew settled on the Tamarisk bushes and was catching the morning sun rather nicely though. All very arty again for WB's benefit.
A truncated lunchtime came, we had front desk cover duties today, so again although the fog was long gone we decided on a garden mooch. This was more successful with no fewer than three Chiffchaffs being found and as likely as not the early morning one was long gone by now so we're settling for four of them on the record sheet. Two close flocks of Pink Footed Geese (P2 #68) flew over just inland of us totaling about 60 birds. Still not a sniff of a Yellow Browed Warbler, we did two circuits just to make sure.
Back in the office we heard a very rare sound, the rattle of a Magpie - only the second record of the year. Another brew later and we saw it hopping around on the grass before a dog walker flushed it and it flew off high over the houses to the south. While we were enjoying the rarity of such a common bird another skein of Pink Feet was heard, this time coming in off the sea directly overhead and then turning southwards down the coast. Annoyingly they were constantly changing position as the flock turned and we could only estimate about 80.
The sunny warm afternoon had several butterflies on the wing in the garden with minimum totals of three Red Admirals, a Small Tortoiseshell, a Small White and a couple of Silver Ys. The bumble bee's nest under the Phormium we had to abandon a couple of weeks ago is still active too.
So nothing Siberian found again, maybe we should have taken a longer walk up to the more attractive habitat of the bushes along the railway line, there's more YBW attracting Sycamores there too.
Back at Base Camp young OC was soon banging on the door to see if he had indeed been written up in lights as promised. We had to make hoim wait as Wifey had an errand to run that needed two of us but once back we took the laptop out and let him read yesterday's rubbish. A whoop of "YES" was let out when he got to the bottom of the post and read his initials and an "Awesome" when we told him it's been read by people all over the world. What we rote was true and exactly as it happen cos little OC confirms "Yeah, it was just like that!" - You wouldn't believe how many more times he claims he saw it yesterday evening though - nods as good as a wink to an excitable blind horse!
Where to next? An early start, maybe to somewhere new to hunt down those pesky YBWs in oddball coastal places.
In the meantime let us know who's happy to confirm the wildlife sightings in your outback

Thursday, 1 October 2015

There's one - up there!

The Safari was lucky today, we managed to get an unintended day off work. We had the gas boiler engineer booked for shortly after 09.00 which gave us an hour and a half to get out and have a mooch around. We started off at the small park right near the cliffs at Chat Alley with the hope of coming across a waif from Siberia, but there wasn't a Yellow Browed Warbler to be found. There wasn't much happening and with the clear blue sky any vis mig was out of sight and out of earshot. All we saw was a flock of six Greenfinches which dropped and circled but decided not to stop and continued southwards, a Heron come over from the north west, another coasting like yesterday's or another feeding on the beach during the hours of darkness? A Grey Wagtail went south too but all that was 'grounded' were a few each of Dunnocks, Robins and Blackbirds and we don't know how many of these were residents in the park, a Goldcrest called a couple of times too, that was certainly a migrant.
Once we'd exhausted the possibilities in the park we drove the mile or so north to meet up with ringer AD again. This time we took a full walk around the field/woods and enjoyed the beautiful sight of thousands of cobwebs being lit up by the low morning sun.
Our wander round the site gave us a couple of Goldcrests and a Chiffchaff but it was quieter than yesterday with no sign of the Blackbird movement today. AD told us the Meadow Pipits weren't going over in anything like the same numbers as yesterday either but had caught and ringed a couple before we arrived. He'd also seen a Sparrowhawk and a Blackcap.
The appointed hour for our appointment drew near and we had to shoot off. On the way back to the car (we nearly typed Land Rover there!) a butterfly crossed the path several yards in front of us and at first we thought Speckled Wood but then  our brain registered it was too big and pale to have been one of those so with not seeing flit between the trees we approached the spot very cautiously to find a Painted Lady.
Back at Base Camp we'd been warned the gas man was running a bit behind schedule so we were able to do a bit of vis migging from the garden but again the skies were still far too clear and we only had a couple of Meadow Pipits and a Chaffinch and a singing Dunnock. Best by a mile though were two Rooks (Garden #37) that came over from the direction of the waterr tower and were the first seen at Base Camp since at least  2010.
The gas man came but by the time he left it was almost lunchtime so we phoned the office and booked a day's leave, well by the time we'd eaten lunch and driven to work it would be almost time to turn round and come home again! So we ate a quick lunch and headed out back to the little park again. In the sunniest corner a patch of Michaelmas Daisies was alive with literally hundreds of hoverfies and butterflies - it was stunning! There were Red Admirals, Small Whites, Small Tortoiseshells and a Comma vying for the best flowers. We wandered round the shrub beds recording an absolute minimum of nine Red Admirals, two Speckled Woods, five Small Tortoiseshells, seven Small Whites, a Large White and at least 10 Silver Ys. The majority being found on a patch of Ice Plant Sedum in a sheltered sunny spot. All these were being enjoyed by other folk in the park, one couple telling us we should see Peacocks too, but they didn't show today.
The birds, however, had gone very quiet so as to be almost non-existant!
Walking back to the car a small dragonfly caught our attention as it settled on the edge of the path. A teneral maIe Common Darter just beginning to colour up. It was then we discovered that, yet again, we'd left the camera's SD card in the laptop on the desk at Base Camp...dohhh - good job phones have cameras these days!
With no bird action we decided to give the nature reserve a go. Almost as soon as we got out of the car (remembered it is only a car this time and not a Land Rover) we  saw a huge mass of gulls wheeling around in the distance. We soon saw what we assumed to be the reason, the Police helicopter was hovering over the fields not far beyond them. That wasn't the reason for their panic though as we also spotted a couple of Buzzards circling below them - that would do it! The Buzzards gained height and slowly drifted towards us then came almost directly overhead still drifting west offering the best opportunity we've had for Buzzard-in-flight shots which we managed to spectacularly waste. The pic below was by far the best of a very disappointing bad lot!
At the Feeding Station we met up with MMcG who'd just filled the feeders and almsot as soon as his back was turned the birds returned including a couple of Coal Tits (MMLNR #103). A Sparrowhawk zipped in landed briefly spotted us and zipped out all in the blink of an eye and accompanied by two not very impressed Magpies.
Out on the wider reserve there were butterflies and dragonflies everywhere, don't think we've ever seen so many dragonflies here on any one day in the last 25 years! When you put it like that we also can't believe we've been coming here for almost half our life - doesn't seem that long somehow!
There were Common Darters and Migrant Hawkers whizzing every which way many in tandem, the sun catching their twinkling gossamer wings like sparkling jewels of motion. Occasionally there'd be a Brown Hawker with it's bronze wings glistening in the sun and just once there was something else large that went past so fast we didn't really get a good enough look at it but was probably a  Southern Hawker or an  Emperor.
At the FBC hide a family of numb-nuts from the holiday camp had broken through the fence and were sitting in front of it so we gave it a miss but did hear a Cetti's Warbler  sing briefly from not far away. Continuing our circuit we didn't see the Grey Wagtail in the stream but once over the bridge we heard it call then turning round we saw it drop in so we're not sure if we flushed it or it had  just that second arrived.
A Kestrel pounced on something in the cut Barley field and stayed down a long time in stubble, on the other side of the path, in the reeds, a Water Rail screamed. At the far end of the embankment a large pale bird swooped low into one of the larger Willows and landed just out of sight, didn't look 'right' for a Woodpigeon so we stood and waited a minute until a Jay flew out...and then a second, two Jays could be a site record for us!
We bumped into MMCG again who'd walked the opposite way round to us and he had nothing to report but there was a volunteer group getting stuck in to some vegetation bashing by the Panoramic Hide (which will have a new name soon as local children have come up with new names for all the hides). As luck would have it with the work party nearby the hide was open so we took advantage and sat and watched the world (mostly dragonflies and gulls - nowt wrong with that!) go by.
A Chiffchaff moved through the Willows to our left then into the reedbed in front of us, another Cetti's Warbler sang nearby and two Water Rails screamed at each other, unseen but very close. We heard the 'wink wink' of approaching Pink Footed Geese and through the end window watched a skein of about 80 travel south over the fields to the east. Also over that way were a good number of Jackdaws and Feral Pigeons, the pigeons balled up and the Jackdaws whiffled down suggesting a/the Peregrine might be about but if it was we didn't see it. Later they did the same when a large female Sparrowhawk cruised eastwards. We spent a good hour in there while the volunteer party finished of and then took their tools back to the store in which time three sets of folk arrived, none came in to the hide but all stopped for a look. 
There's the hide all doors and windows open and inviting, there's even a screen for when it's locked up - where do you think all those folk stood? Yes you've guessed it - round the front of the screen - what absolute dipsticks! We decided to take a pic of the next person to do it for a Numpty of the Week award but no-one else came until Ranger IB came back to lock up.
While we were chatting about how best to secure the front of the hide against the numpties another Jay arrived and flew across the mere - three in a day; deffo our site record! Another Buzzard drifted north east too and we heard a Great Spotted Woodpecker call.
We were having a fantastic afternoon in the warm sunshine but once again time ran out and back to Base Camp we had to go.
We pulled up outside the house and young OC was playing out in the street on his own. He's a cheery young lad, still in primary school, and always chatty so came over to see what we'd been up to when he saw the bins round our neck. We told him we'd been out bird watching at the nature reserve and asked him if he'd ever seen an eagle (we meant Buzzard but was fairly sure he wouldn't know what one of those was but would understand 'eagles'). "No" he said, "do we get eagles round here?" "Look at this" - we showed him the pics of the Buzzard on the back of the camera - "cool, where was that"...we pointed skywards in the direction of the nature reserve. Then he said "like that one there" pointing to a dark bird heading north over the rooftops. "That's just a 'seagull'" we said then looked at it with the bins - that was no seagull that was another Buzzard - the eagle-eyed  youngster was right!!! We gave him a look through the bins and he watched it fly north over his house and turn round and come back right over Base Camp - awesome!!! - - What will he find next?
His other friends came out to play and he drifted off with a calling Goldcrest being heard from the end of the street above the din of their game.
Where to next? Back to Patch 2 tomorrow.
In the meantime let is know who's got the eagle-eyes in your outback.