randombirder

3rd October Familiar streets, familiar faces, so great to be back on the magic Isles. Expectations heightened as to what might transpire this week.  The journey from home took nine hours of unexpected efficiency - three trains, a flight, and a taxi - all of which were on-time. Shame that this level of punctuality feels like a rare win. Not wasting any time, and with bags dropped into the apartment, I scampered up to Penninis where the short-toed lark rather rudely marked my arrival by vanishing from site. Taking this personally, a visit to the Standing Stones field did however yield a red-backed shrike , wryneck , and a vocal yellow-browed warbler. 4th October Felt a bit ropey today but was up at a decent hour and was out for another go at the short-toed lark which was nowhere to be seen. Walking round Penninis was of course an absolute joy but there was very little around. A wryneck sat up on a stone wall viewed from the western side saved the morning. The plan was a trip across to T