Tomorrow is another year. Remarkable, where has it gone? Quickly is how it has gone. This is my final post of the year, a mighty 75th, and tomorrow the clock resets and we start again. I'll be staying local I think, possibly very local if the weather is as filthy as today has been. There is really no need to get cold and wet in order to tick Blue Tit again is there? Dry January beckons as well, this Christmas period has been ridiculous and there needs to be a pause. Hard I expect, but I will be fine.
It has been a fun year - not a long of long-haul travel, but a fair few European trips including Spain, Portugal, France, Turkey and Bulgaria. Colombia easily takes any and all prizes for the best birding experience, but I also enjoyed visiting California again. Closer to home I saw two new birds in Wanstead, Merlin and Tree Sparrow, both massively unexpected. There was no way I was going to get anywhere near my 2021 total, but a tried to see what I could and ended on a respectable 115 which is my fourth highest total. I didn't manage to get to Shetland this year, but I did spend a lot of time in Fife and grew that list a little bit along the way. I'm hoping to get up there frequently in 2023 as well - the normalisation of working remotely makes this a lot easier.
Anyway, thanks for reading, apologies the output has been a little patchy, and see you next year.