6th August 2011
Back at Whitlingham it was eerily quiet for a Saturday. With no noise coming from families and walkers many of the ducks were still drifting asleep like an early morning in winter. With no disturbance on the broad Cormorants were diving on the water straight out from the slipway. Six Great Crested Grebes loafed together near the main island. There was frequent short showers, and I only really stopped when I heard a Bullfinch calling from deep within some Willow scrub. When the rain got harder it stopped calling, and after waiting for 20 minutes I finally gave up and went home.