Category: Fleetwood Birder

Short and Sweet

It ‘felt’ quiet this morning, as I walked along the sea wall to my sea-watching/vis mig point at the farm fields next to the school, within the Obs recording area. Sometimes it can feel quiet, and be the opposite, but this morning it felt quiet, and it…

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Two Different Days

Saturday morning was glorious, with clear skies and a light south-easterly wind, and as there was a tide, I headed to the Point for a bit of a sea and a vis watch. However, if I fast forward an hour and a half, I was walking away from the Point and I b…

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Back To Back

Sunday and Monday saw me having back to back ringing sessions at the pools; Sunday with Alice, and Monday on my own. On Sunday we had 4 oktas cloud cover, with a light easterly wind, and on Monday I had clear skies with a light southeasterly. However, …

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Two Fs and Two Bs

For one reason or another, Gail and I haven’t managed to get away for our usual week or two in Scotland, so this past week we had a few days out indulging Gail in her passion for history. Gail is the historian, and I’m the natural historian, or at leas…

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10 out of 10

It blew at weekend, not storm force, but certainly close to a hooley, and I was out at first light both days at the Point. For that, I will give myself 10 out of 10 for effort, especially as it was my birthday on the Saturday, but there was no cigar; t…

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Data Memories – Part 2

It’s a good job that I am taking a retrospective look back at the totals of individual species that I, and others in Fylde Ringing Group (FRG), have ringed over the years, as I haven’t got much to report of late. Showery and blustery weather is mainly …

Data Memories – Part 1

This is a post about ringing, or perhaps more to the point, it is a post about the memories that cold, stark ringing data can evoke.Sounds and smell can transport you to a place, or an event, in an instant when that sound or smell triggers a memory, an…

What Happened To The Cloud?

If you remember, in my previous post I said the forecast for Sunday night in to Monday morning was for some light cloud cover, and I was hoping for a few migrants in the morning. Well, the cloud didn’t materialise and it was another clear, cold, migran…

First Frost

When I set off to the pools to meet Alice this morning my car thermometer showed 6 degrees Celsius, but it certainly felt colder than that. And the evidence on the ground showed that it most certainly was colder than that, as in the shade some of the l…

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