Wednesday 10 September 2014
Hell
Draycote turned in to a nightmare with walkers on the
shoreline, dog shitters running loose and cyclists hell bent on knocking me
over – got so pissed off I left not long after I arrived so did not do the
place justice. A juvenile Stonechat was between the sewage farm and farborough
spit, Whitethroat in toft shallows and 2 Little Egrets there. In comparison Daventry Res was tranquil for the moulting Red-necked Grebe.
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