Dodgy siskin photo anyone?
I was fully expecting to start racking up the year ticks right off the bat... but it was deathly quiet out on the patch. Things weren't helped by the January West Cork gloom, and it wasn't until I got down to the lake and bagged teal, mallard and snipe that things started to pick up a bit. Chough and treecreeper soon joined the party, swiftly followed by a glorious male bullfinch and a posse of long tailed tits.
On the back leg and a couple of cormorants and a moorhen raised the tally a tad higher. No herons, no raptors, no tufties, but not a bad hour on the bike, all things considered... and a bit of exercise to boot... bonus!