This is probably the best description of where a little flock called in passing over my head. About half a kilometre south-west of Holford in the Quantocks anyway, the unseen birds became my 182nd Somerset species. That was a surprise because I thought I’d also heard them at Black Down last year.
Not so. This time they chattered over at the end of what seemed a long walk, but was likely only five kilometres up Hodder’s Combe. That turned into Short Combe, Somerton and finally Stert before expiring towards Halsway Post. I returned over Higher and Lower Hare Knaps. Other highlights of the route were:
- a singing willow warbler
- one calling yellowhammer
- five ravens
- three mistle thrushes
- a handsome male redstart
The pictures originate from here just to show that Somerset does have some cliffs – not enough for seabirds but some. It also has cool rock formations although not in the same league as Pembrokeshire. A climb up the permissive path along the top produced nearly nothing at all apart from another singing yellowhammer. Still, I had a fine cream tea at Kilve Chantry in the company of sparrows and swallows. Who could ask for more?