A combination of post Costa Rica adventure hangover and the feeling that I’m going to get wet rot every time I leave the house in this truly vile weather has made UK birding feel like a real slog so far this year. A sodden trip to the New Forest on Wednesday did nothing to lift my spirits. I did see my main target species, Firecrest, but they were wisely keeping as dry as they possibly could within their favoured Holly habitat making views less satisfactory than on previous visits. The rest of the day was pretty much a sodden write off with most birds hiding from the cold downpours. There has been a rare American Bufflehead hanging around the Welsh coast for a few weeks which I had toyed with going to see. My experience of twitching rare ducks somewhere on a vast blank sea canvas is, to say the least, a depressing one so I had decided this one was not for me. When presumably the same bird relocated to a small lake on Anglesey the prospect of twitching it becam...
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