Scillies - Day 9 & 10
To be honest, I was still annoyed this morning. The only way to appease this was to head to Bryher again in the hope that the bird was still there.
A couple of hours had passed with no sign at all. I'd ambled off in the hope of finding something else lurking within the vegetation. I could hardly believe it when my phone chimed with the news that it had been seen again. Sprinting back to the location, and a short wait, the diminutive catharus appeared, and showed brilliantly at times as it flitted around the thickets.
Such redemption and a huge relief after the calamity of yesterday. A brilliant bird, noticeably smaller than Song Thrush, with clean pale underparts and that diagnostic eye-ring. It was just wonderful to observe.
Later, a walk around Porthloo beach was brimming with waders with at least 45 Sanderling, and two Bar-tailed Godwit feeding along the shoreline with the Oystercatcher and Turnstone. Five Curlew flew across the bay.
Roast dinner at the Atlantic never tasted so good.