So, it's nearly June, and I havn't had a tick all month. I'm talking about a life tick, obviously I have had a blinder on the patch, but for most of May to go by without seeing a new bird is pretty unusual. And it's not like next month is going to be any better. You can see where this is leading, right? Yup, June.
June. That universally acknowledged rubbish month where all birders despair, and start getting interested in lepidoptery. I'm not even waiting for June to start. Unless this weekend turns out to be phenomenal, which on the form of the last two hours is looking unlikely, June starts now.
Saturday, 22 May 2010
I got up at 5:15 this morning and drove to Rainham. I spent about three minutes on site, and then drove home. Thick fog. Cold fog. Wet fog. I had been hoping for soft morning light, excellent visibility, and a gently warming sun. What an utter waste of time.