Every March the Wheatears turn up, and Karen gets bothered that she hasn’t seen one yet (even though we’ll see loads as the year moves on). We haven’t seen one yet, but it was a major surprise when the first Wheatear of the year turned out to be a Desert Wheatear at Goring yesterday afternoon. Karen has never walked 5 miles as fast (and she was well behind me, as I was going like the clappers). Fortunately it was still there when we arrived and showed beautifully at times. A smart bird. Otherwise it’s been a bit rubbish on the migrant front (unless you seawatch while I’m at work, it’s great for them).
Birds, wildlife and travel