Wednesday, 10 September 2014


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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