Finally back online (although the continuing lack of comments from readers suggests I'm writing for myself at present, despite what Google Analytics might tell me to the contrary).
Anyway, the rain and dark of the weekend seems a distant memory after a day in the almost warm sun at Formby Point today, but Bazzo, Neill and I enjoyed a Sunday on the Fylde all the same, with a few goods birds and the usual amount of laughs and invisible Iceland Gulls (it never shows on a Sunday apparently - how does it know what day it is?????)
Hammering down when we got to Fairhaven Lake, but the Red Necked Grebe didn't seem to mind, fishing happily in the gloom.
Always nice to watch one of these critters, they usually are obliging, but it would have been better to watch it in daylight.....if the RSPB were to install a great big mirror on the landward side of the lake at the right angle, I reckon we could 'scope it from Marshside on a clear day....just a thought.
Enough smoke and mirrors, off we went to Lytham Crem for a bit of discreet parakeet hunting amongst the headstones.
Up to eight of the luminous green freaks have been around the Crem for quite some time now, and have bred for the last three years.
A trio came in squeaking and squawking to feed in branches just above our heads, so strange still to watch 'em happily muscling in to the avifauna.
Good for them I say, the more the merrier, groovy wiggly tails and all.
Mistle Thrush singing away here, as was Dunnock, Great Tit and Wren.
Having paid our respects at the crem, we pushed on through the rain in the Baby Black Death to Fleetwood, where amongst the discarded Cod heads, fish boxes and salty sea dogs (yarrrr!) the Great Northern Diver was still hunting for its dinner in the fish dock, when it wasn't chasing off Red Breasted Mergs.
Hard to digiscope, as it was diving frequently, and these beasts can stay underwater for a long time.
Managed this one blurry shot before the batteries in my soggy camera ran out.
Ah well, great day, great company - before I forget, the Brambling flock at Dempsey Towers is now up to a mighty 12 birds, a record so far this winter.
Oh yeah, and finally, a hearty "Up Yours" to Zemanta, the linking software introduced to this blog's management system - so good, it disabled the thing for 24 hours, and I still can't upload pix in the usual way
It'll probably never let me on again.
Eyes to the skies everyone,eyes to the skies...