
It was with utter trepidation that I set off South...yes South to the land of Tin Mines, Cider, dodgy sea watchers and feckin suppressors...Cornwall. With a bloody HERMIT THRUSH (or two?) doing the business on godforsaken Barra..otherwise known as Inaccessible Island, I looked forward to a weeks bird finding in pasty land. With Wifey and pooch in tow I was committed to at least show some interest (bugger me, a grip back goes feckin begging cest' la vie) after a MEGA ALERT !!! filled past week I was praying things would move South West...please.
First stop the day after we got there (Monday) and its a migrant fest in Kelynack near St.Just.
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