You Never See 'Em All Part III

 With more hope in our hearts the following day, as possative info was already being dispensed via the pager, after a most comfortable night at a more than adequate Travel Lodge we were, as Canned Heat might say, "On the Road Again" where at the

it was far more about

PEOPLE
than birds with at least 100 cars already parked along the grass verge,

while the target bird had been seen but only sporadically.
It was highly unlikely that anyone got much more than a 20 second look at the visitor from Asia, a

TWO-BARRED WARBLER

of which there have been fewer than 20 records across the years in Great Britain,

with the ever increasing throng chassing the hapless creature

from

one end of the road to the other. 

Our dream fulfilled and our stomach's indicating lunch time we did venture down to the sea-shore

where once stood a Holiday Camp before having been swept away by mighty waves!
We also encountered this

welcoming and adventurous Family, already well into cooking the eggs and bacon but impervious to our hints and the almost mandatory

WIND GENERATORS.
With lunchtime upon us also we had spotted a few things along the course of the

such as

BRENT GEESE

PINTAIL
along with a small gathering of

strangely poised sleeping
SHEEP
but it was now "one-o-clock and time for lunch" - Genesis and fate could not have landed us in a better spot,

roundly agreed to be the BEST
TEA ROOMS
we had ever encountered and one of, if not 'the' highlight of the trip, with

HALLOWEEN
dangling from the branches. We make no apology for dwelling on the matter as met by staff who became immediate friends

and tableaux

of the

Four Seasons

at each quarter and food beyond compare!

Mirrors on the ceiling, pink champagne on ice.
And she said ,"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device".
And in the master's chambers,
they gathered for the feast.
They stab it with their steely knives, but they cannot kill the beast! 

Hotel California - The Eagles

but all to soon it was

time to go home via the

HUMBER BRIDGE

You Never See 'Em All - Part II

More Info on the

COAL SHOVEL

with attendant

MAGPIES

while back on the Reserve skeins of

numerous

PINK-FOOTED GEESE

LAPWING

along with the odd

GREY HERON

Riders of the Purple Sage

Lots of both male and

female
SHOVELER

and a single

SPOONBILL

both on the ground and regularly airbourne.

You Never See 'Em All Part I

 An 04:00 start on Saturday to undertake the 6 hours drive to Yorkshire in pursuit of a trio of rare birds and thankfully in company of my friend Dave Foot once again.

Beaten to the punch by the 'Birding Goths' it would seem (would loved to have met these people) at a gloomy Saint Aiden's Nature Reseve in Leeds, the only thing that was more gloomy was the lack of a recent sighting, on the day, of a

LONG-TOED STINT
which had been present for a few days prior to our arrival and only the 5th to have been recorded in Great Britain!

To get the rest of the Bad News out of the way, that is the way it stayed not even getting a glimps, or a rumour from others, but there was still a few things of interest not least this massive

COAL SHOVEL
which, maybe inadvertantly, had formed this

Nature Reserve in the first place.

BUCKET
Previously an open-cast Coal Mine with some forward looking person/s seeing it turned over to nature once exhausted of the commodity.

Other Birds of Interest included

the jaunty and numerous

BEARDED TIT
or

BEARDED REEDLING

along with

BLACK-TAILED GODWIT

with

PART II
to come tomorrow.