Frankly I may as well not have bothered this afternoon, should have saved the brownies for another day. With mist rolling in thicker than a Seventies Paul Mcartney accent the scope, tripod and camera were superfluous. I tried Druridge Pool and it was very atmospheric as hundreds of unseen Black-headed Gulls called just out of sight. Further south a dark looking thrush (sp) disappeared along an open fence, melting away into the shrouded distance. It cleared briefly and gave me enough time to splash around Snab Point in a vain search for Wheatear, a single pair of Fulmar huddled the cliff face with not even the obligatory greeting as I appeared.
On a positive note my first Northumberland roundup for Bird Watching's UK Bird Sightings and the small county focus they asked me to do was published this week, including a list of recommended sites. I know one blogger who will be over the moon and looking to thank me for all the summer company he might get after I included Cullernose Point in my top five, no thanks necessary though!
That's it for today, my fix done some hours ago and now this short post, the birder's equivalent of methadone just tiding me over, keeping me mellow till the next big hit. I'll leave you with some words of wisdom for those of you still struggling to come to terms with