Heavy rain at the end of the week raised my hopes that the floods might expand to a size whereby they might pull in some more wildfowl. Trouble is, viewing the floods is a nightmare. You can either climb through the woods from east and by peering through dense woodland you may just catch a glimpse of a bird before it spots you and moves on. Or, you can tramp through the fields from the west whereupon anything on the floods is miles away and, as was the case this morning, in front of the rising sun. Today I tried both approaches. In these parts a count of 7 Gadwall, 35 Wigeon, 20 Mallard, 2 Mute Swan and 120 Canada Geese on a small corner of a damp field would count as striking birding gold, but I had hoped for something new. The Gadwall were still the "highlight" and look quite settled:
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