A colder start to today and some sea fog meant not much to look at so me and Rich Bonser had time to catch up whilst walking east from Langdon Hole first thing. The winds had switched over night to a South Westerly and the only thing of note really was a singing Black Redstart and a displaced Reed Warbler in song too.
The sun eventually burnt through most of the mist at around 09.30 and a few moments later, whilst we stood on lighthouse down, Rich suddenly exclaimed “Fucking Hell!’ I looked up and shouted… “Black Stork!”- as an immaculate Black stork drifted over our heads only about 80 metres up.
The bird drifted south and out to sea from where we stood on light house down and into the mist, We put the news out and it was seen by some of the Bockhill lot as it came back in and moved west (I think).
Another great day on the headland and really nice to share the excitment with a pal.