Sunday, October 27, 2013
On a windy walk at Dorney Wetlands this morning, the air was full of lovely whistles as flighty wigeon zoomed around in the sunshine.
Yesterday, Greger assured me that it would be dry until evening (thank you, Met Office) and suggested going to Swinley Forest. It began to drizzle soon after we left the car park and would keep it up for most of the day!
This was a coffee break near the reservoir on Surrey Hill, where there is a useful log-bench.
The only notable sightings were a large flock of fieldfare and redwings on Bagshot Heath, while a Dartie called unseen from the heather. There were loads of chestnuts down, many being crushed under foot and wheel. I brought a handful home.
On Friday, it was quiet at the wetlands and this gate on the north bank had been left unpadlocked; so I slipped through, walked the planks, and found myself standing on East Marsh.
It felt odd but a bit exhilarating to be in a place I had looked down on so often. I had a very brief wander around, and flushed no birds. A small adventure.
// posted by Christine @ 7:32 AM 
