Went for a pre-work stroll down to the paddocks along Stratford Road this morning (this is a track that forms the southernmost perimeter of the reserve). I live in hope of a whinchat at this time of year, parking itself nicely atop a bramble, so I can then clamber over the reserve wall and claim it as a Lodge tick.
A similar thing happened last September with a stonechat in exactly this spot. The sight of Katie and I leaning back within the reserve whilst viewing the bird must have seemed comical to anyone who was watching.
But then, no-one goes birding at The Lodge, do they?
This morning, I had only a rain shower and a blackberry-faced blackcap and common whitethroat for company as they gorged themselves in preparation for the journey south.
I went out again at lunchtime, a few swifts; my first (Lodge) lesser black-backed gull of the autumn but precious little else.
At least it didn't rain.
Why do I do it? Because I love The Lodge- it may be birdless for large parts of the year, but it is a relaxing and therapeutic place to stroll around.
One day, the biggy will drop.......
Just hope I have credit on my mobile.......