Back to proper work today after driving home from a wet and windy Devon last night. We'd been there this weekend to drop off the kids with their grandparents for the week.
I already knew that I'd missed
Fulmar at
Rutland Water and was not expecting a chance to try today even if it was still about. However, a text from John Hague mid-morning eclipsed any thoughts of
Fulmar - a
Stilt Sandpiper had been found on Lagoon 1.
FUCK! I've seen Stilt Sand before but this would be a major county tick for everybody. Even so, I couldn't justify leaving work too early. I left at 15:30 to pick up
Nichola from home (in the newly arrived
Vectra Estate) and we set off for
RW with the intention of me seeing the sandpiper and then we'd have a beer or two with a pub meal (the major benefit of no kids at home). Sadly we'd hardly got going before news came through the the sandpiper had
fecked off.
BOLLOCKS! I decided to go ahead anyway, seeing as the evening was brightening up (all relative compared to yesterday's wind and rain). We ambled down to Harrier Hide with purring Turtle Dove,
gropper and a few Sedge Warblers for company. Still no sign of the Stilt Sandpiper, but some consolation for me was a superb breeding
plumaged Knot. Yes - I am a tart. Can't explain why I'd never seen a Knot in the county but there you go. Now I have. I then had a very half-arsed and fruitless look for the
Fulmar that had been reported as still present this morning, before we headed off to
Uppingham for a couple of pints of Greene King IPA with a heart-attack inducing mixed grill.
After this we headed home. In fact, I'd just passed
Billesdon when my phone suddenly bleeped with a message -
'Marsh Sand on Lagoon 1 now'.
WHAT? surely some mistake? A quick phone call confirmed that this was not gross dyslexia, and also that the message should have arrived an hour and a half earlier.
FUCK BUGGER BOLLOCKS. Another major county first at the same site on the same day.
Despite protestations from
Nichola, I turned the car around and drove like a twat back to
RW. I headed straight down the farm track (ensuring that my shiny new
Vectra now looks like an off-
roading veteran), abandoned it and
Nichola and set off across the field back into Harrier Hide. Within seconds I was on the Marsh Sand - superb.
What a mad day for
RW. Any luck and the Stilt Sand will pop back up tomorrow and I can do it all again !!