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You have found us. We are a secret group of crack birders who have turned our backs on the machismo, corruption, and backstabbing greed that constitute today's birding scene, and have united together to follow the True Path of non-competitive, collaborative and generally lovely birding-as-meditation-and-spiritual-growth. Consequently, we never see anything. Birds that land right in front of our noses, and which we can identify with our observer book, are written about here. Oh, and they have to be seen in - or from - the parish of Winterton-on-Sea, Norfolk, or on the walk round past East Somerton Church ruins and up the concrete track to Winterton Holmes (because it's a nice walk which we all do).

Thursday, 14 October 2010

14th October 2010

My reward today for once more abstaining from the local Bluetail was about ten Reed Buntings on the North Dunes and two Blackcaps in the garden.
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13th October 2010

Having briefly considered the shameful prospect of visiting Waxham to see the latest Bluetail a stern talking to from Parish Listing Purist Sean led to me going up the North Dunes again this morning. There was also Sean's news that he had met a birder on Tuesday evening who had seen a Red-breasted Flycatcher "somewhere on the dunes". Needless to say it could not be found this morning which wasn't surprising as nearly all the migrants from the last two or three days had moved on. However, there was some consolation in the form of a flyover Woodlark, a Jack Snipe and three Cranes landed about half a mile inland.

Finally, there was a female Blackcap in the garden.
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