Right next to the Avon Gorge, my standard walk round the Downs should have produced ravens by now. Apparently not. I caught a cronk on my way in from Bridge Valley Road but could only see a buzzard, which wasn’t bad. An impressionist buzzard would have been amazing but I eventually located a shape in a treetop.
Another cronk confirmed that it was my raven before it flapped off. I had much better views while skirting the Gorge and found it, and Continue reading →
Away from the pressure of year listing, Sunday provided a nice relaxing session round the lake and even some warmth out of the wind and in the sun. Of course my inner twitcher didn’t desert me entirely and my first stop was for the great northern diver off Woodford Lodge. I also gave myself time to admire a nearby goldeneye and chat to Ian Stapp – another face finally put to a name.
When you score zero out of a possible four species, you know the game is about up. So it was just before Christmas on the saltmarsh between Brean Down and the Axe Estuary, where not a single Lapland bunting, snow bunting or twite showed. The black redstart in nearby Brean Cove was also absent. About the only ever-present there was the wind, which seemed to have settled in for the rump of 2014.
That ended the year at 211 species. It took my British list over three years to reach that number from ground zero.