After two weeks of being totally neglected, Blackdog would have been well within rights to have presented me with nothing but Eiders today but, no, it welcomed me back with open arms and a Marsh Harrier. A cream-crown, flushed from the burn behind the dunes and dissapearing over towards the Links was a patch 2nd (first was in 2008). Cue dodgy photo of bird dissapearing into distance:
With singing Whitethroat too, I move on to 93 species or 75.2% and am back in a medal position. Back to pipits in Perthshire next week though...
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