Is it me or has this winter been the worst in living memory? Not just for the rarer specimens but also just birding in general. Even the wintering ducks and thrushes haven't bothered to put in much of an appearance this winter. A three hour yomp around Pit-house west yesterday produced nothing but 6 Moorhens, 2 Coots and a mixed party of L-t Tits, Blue Tits and Goldcrests. The only highlight (if you can call it that) being a singing Willow Tit.
So are the days of crisp winter birding a thing of the past? Do I need to discard the Damart's for a thong? Perhaps I should take up this new craze of Euro listing like the girlfriend less cheque book birders. Or should I just spend the entire winter drunk (like the Punks and certain Shetland birders) and stumble across 'rares' whilst birding/driving under the influence. Perhaps I should get some work done and keep my head down until the Spring.