I decided to go straight pass the double decker hide and go straight to the Screen hide, where apart from the odd Shoveller and Cormorant coming close there wasn't much around to either watch or photograph. The Lapwings were in a field opposite the nature reserve and the Golden Plovers seemed to have gone. There was hardly any birders I know apart from Doug Goddard so started to make other plans. I have to seriously consider wether Summer Leys has lost it's "mojo" or wether it's a small blimp, but given at one point I was trying to guess the species of dog I was looking at I'm seriously worried about the ol' pit.
|CORMORANT, LOVED BY ALL FISHERMEN!|
|Shoveller, with annoying water reflection behind birds bill.|
As I approached Stortons pit it was "double trouble" both the Saints rugby team and the footie team were playing at home, I didn't have my mobile on me which was a shame because if I had done I would've seen the local bird reports saying Bearded Tits and a Ring Ouzel were present, the rugby fans, not a problem but I didn't want to have to stand there with by big old 500mm with the football fans, but instead I turned around and went to Blisworth canal, were I got some biggish flocks of Fieldfare and Song Thrush, some "so-so" images of a Kingfisher and plenty of Bullfinches gorging on the berries. On the way back home I stopped for a quick coffee at Salcey Forest, wacthed a (Eurasian) Nuthatch and two Great Spotted Woodpeckers. Not to bad for a busy carpark.
I opted to go Beardie hunting Monday morning as Sunday was dedicated to being with my other half, plus she has SKY and footie, another bad choice (SKY not Sarah...honest).