By the time the Mist had burnt off and the Moon had been Obscred By Clouds (Pink Floyd) we did find Moth (singular) or Moths in all of the traps but nothing new. That milestone was left to a
of which there were also a couple or 3 'free-flyers'. Further to that and jumping the gun a little we recieved the 'heads up' from Dave that
are now in-flight so gave the
a close inspection but without result.
Better news at the Irrigation Pond where a second, or the same returning,
(early days yet)
but where would we be without the Royal Navy
even the Wafu's (nickname for membersrm of the Fleet Air Arm).
It was sure to happen sooner or later and at long last it was the day for clapping eyes on our first
Best Bib and Tucker!
The fly-past of the
we shaped up on a pristine male Chaffich which by the time we had depressed the shutter
had manifested itself into a far better male
seemingly carrying nesting material, but there will surely be those who cry 'misidentification'!
Call us stubborn, which we like to think as dedicated, there was room and time for just one final and 5th try at Longham Lake in the shaddow of the
We found from a 'first for the year' Dr George Green that our target bird was still present but it was idle chatter that stole the theme, always great to talk with that gentleman!
Also chance to admire the recently bloomed
some way off-shore with a small party of Tufted Ducks.
travelled Trans-Atlantic to get here.
"It's One 'o' Clock and Time for Lunch (hum de dum de dum)" - Genesis
with eye-catchers on the way back to the car park including