Well, it wasn’t a bloody Baillons,
but it took us a few days to get on top of it. My assembled crack team
(particle physicist, doting father, Yorkshire comedian and itinerant drifter of
no fixed abode) invested much time and effort next day trying to pin it down,
and despite mp3s, a ghetto blaster, garden shears, matches and a 5 litre
canister of kerosene, it was all to no avail save for a 5 second glimpse for
Simon, whose instant response was LITTLE. No luck for me, that day or
the next, although I did somewhat limit my chances by sticking to the plan and
clearing off to Lulu on Friday morning for a bout of more active hunting. At
least out there if I found a bird that I couldn’t see, nobody else would be
able to either. There has been plenty of migrants coming through throughout the
second half of September, and Lulu, as usual, gave me a great sampling: three
each for Golden Orioles and Nightjars plus the usual drizzling of Sylvias,
wheatears – including my second Red-tailed
of the year, shrikes and co. Plenty more this week have included a most unusual
autumn Whinchat, a rather early Bluethroat and daily Spotted Flycatchers and hirundines,
especially Sand Martins which are probably
having their best ever September. All that has been great, but hardly in the
league of
yee gods - Little Crake
and an early start on Saturday morning, my
fifth attempt at the time (and I have failed again a few times since), finally
produced a countable, even decent view. Once we cleared that little urchin up, the temporary
deadlock was well and truly broken and the year ticks started flowing again: Namaqua Dove within 30 minutes (only my
3rd ever on AD), next day Eurasian
Spoonbill (was confident this one was coming eventually) and, a few days
later, Temminck’s Stint, another
target, but only just. A seemingly more secure target when all this began, Thrush Nightingale had long since been
written off due to a miserable May, as I have just one autumn record, as
opposed to ten spring ones in the entire country but the finding of one or two
off-island on Friday last gave me hope and this culminated 24 hours later when
one scudded across the road at the racecourse and was then professionally
pished out off a dense bougainvillea for a wicked and educational view. Caspian
Plover and Egyptian Nightjar, both also seen off-island last week (within 30
minutes of each other!;:-) have yet to appear closer to home, although represent
real and rather long shots respectively. However, proof that I still was on a
roll yesterday came when we found a roosting Barn Owl at Emirate’s Palace – my closest ever as I have never got
within 6 feet of any in Norfolk – and only my fourth on the island plus the
first, for anyone as far as know, since 2008.
So I was over the hills and far
away, until I decided to concur with Nick and revise a few targets. Moorhen,
two Marsh Terns and Red-tailed Wheatear all doubtfully missed the cut back at
the start of the year, so adding them to the expected total, now revised to
180, seems reasonable and means that for almost everything left that isn’t a
target, I have seen two times (or less) locally in six years of hard slogging.
OSCAR
Total so far - 186 (103%)
Last additions – Thrush Nightingale and Barn Owl (29th
September)