The waste ground behind and to the left of the big wheel is an amazing place to see falls of migrants. One such day I walked around the grass and scrub with Alan Dalton, both of us uttering very few words other than f--k me every few seconds. Locustella's and acro's were everywhere, Eastern Stonechats littered the weed stems whilst Wrynecks, Redstarts, Bluethroats, Quails, and Red-throated Pipits flushed at your feet. Following a Great Reed Warbler into a bush revealed a roosting Little Bittern and on it went. Without doubt the best days migrant watching I have ever done. |