wild goosander chase and on the Border with Lewis

Well it was off to Stockers again for the elusive Goosander but it was not around nor was the confiding Smew.Roger Dewey and I scanned to no avail but there was  Wigeon a plenty whistling down the wind.

From the kingfisher hide dabbling Shovelers aim to please and in the distance Grey herons were starting to nest.

Passerines were thin on the ground a few buzzing goldcrests and a great spotted woodpecker on the feeder.

Walking on noting Grey Wagtail and a large party of Red crested Pochards at the west end of the lake.

I saw Joe fishing the Colne he must be 80 odd he had a Robin for company after his maggots.

Did a full circuit tea in the café then home I rang Paul and we decided to cross the border to Ruislip where at the Lido the Jack Snipe one only was very obliging.