Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Nosterfield Sabine's


Well, it would've been silly not to. After finishing up our surveys nearby (see next posts), Rich and I nipped into the (very impressive) wetland reserve of Nosterfield, barely a fifteen minute diversion on our eastbound journey back home. Any Sabine's is class, but an inland Sabine's in an unfamiliar plumage (first summer) is even more of a pull; indeed, it's the first one I've seen outside of the sifting-through-lines-of-Kitts-on-a-lengthy-seawatch routine here on the Yorkshire coast, and despite the relentless rain, we were treated to excellent views with barely another soul around.