On a Sunday morning I often go for a drive around most of the way around the airport. Sometimes this can be brilliant, at others hopeless - I have spent 40 minutes there, with another birder, and not seen a single winged thing!
Today was about average. The route is illustrated here.
At point 1 life got a little interesting with a flock of Little Ravens. I got the count up to 38 birds (a tad difficult to be precise as they were quite active, but there were at least that many). As well as the large flock size the "cut-off" call was very evident.
An immature Spotted Harrier (thanks to 2 Facebook followers for that ID from following photographs) took off from the heathy area.
It then perched on a fence post at site 2 with 2 Ravens for size comparison.
A portrait.
A short flight, quartering the ground (Harrier Pottering is the official joke) and it perched obligingly at point 3. This gives a reasonable impression of the owlish facial appearance.
After a brief prowl in the grounds of the Bunker (4 Gang-gangs, yay) I called in at Betka Beach to check on the Hoodies. The water is still rising but it looks as though they are still incubating. (The sitting bird is in front of the mounds of vegetation.)
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