What few birding skills I had have deserted me so far this month, after getting into a good rhythm a few weeks back.
For example- my October-style pishing is of NO interest to the callous birds of November.
Today I stumbled around the wood doing little but terrifying the thrushes.
Couldn't find any warblers...I could hear goldcrests, but saw few... The best wingbars I could manage were those on a red admiral.
Feeling rather adrift, I thought I'd finally twitch the Freeman's Pool scaup- but couldn't locate it. (It had last been noted by Guy McLelland...this morning!).
If anybody finds my Aldcliffe mojo-- could you please let me know? You'll find me at Heysham.
Accidental highlights were a nice pair of stonechats on the sliver of land just 'upstream' of Keyline (one pictured-just O.O.A.A.!) and six tree sparrows in Freeman's Wood.