Wigeon. Lots of them. Mrs A and I were walking along the sea front. (Not far inland is a wetland/marsh site...a birder's paradise.) There was a patch of wigeon, maybe around 50, floating just offshore and facing into a fresh SSE wind. Shortly another squadron came overhead making their faint whistling noise. They turned into the wind, and touched down to merge with the first group. Then another lot came. We tried to count them...rather tricky...but we estimated a total of around 200.
We wonder what they do bobbing around on a light chop on a cold mid-winter's afternoon. They obviously weren't feeding, and no doubt they would shortly be heading back to their inshore roosts. Passing the time?
We wonder what they do bobbing around on a light chop on a cold mid-winter's afternoon. They obviously weren't feeding, and no doubt they would shortly be heading back to their inshore roosts. Passing the time?
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