It was one of those days at Spurn. The weather was apparently perfect for a fall, south easterly winds for three days leading up to the weekend, a weather front moving across the country bringing heavy rain overnight clearing into a nice sunny day by lunchtime Saturday, perfect for finding tired birds feeding up after a long journey. Surely there must be lots of migrants at Spurn today? Wrong! The flaw in the reasoning was that nobody remembered to tell the birds how perfect it was and they didn't show. Ok, we did see about five whinchats, three redstarts, four pied flycatchers, a single lesser whitethroat, two swifts and a couple of wheatears, but lets be honest, there was more excitment at Fairhaven Lake on Thursday. Even the ortolan and red-backed shrike which had been there the day before were gone.
On the way to Spurn and later on our way home, we called in at Sunk Island in the hope of catching up with the long staying black stork, but despite it being present and showing well early morning, there was no further sign all day and we left disappointed.
Whinchat
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