Thunder and lightening rattled through the dreary Somerset sky. Not an ideal start to a birding day!
Nevertheless I thought that a trip to Chew Valley Lake was in order after hearing about some Black terns that were seen there the other day.
I stepped out of the car and the sun started to shine. Horaay!
Unfortunately Herriot's pool didn’t seem to have anything unusual on it. There was lots of “wild” fowl. I use the term loosely as Canada geese, swans and in - bred Mallards can be found at pretty much any town centre pond you care to mention.
I took the opportunity to take some pictures of Black headed gulls as they are rather nice despite being possibly the most common bird on the planet ;-)
I chucked them my sandwiches which gave them something to chew on and allowed me to get some closer pics (cheating I know!)
I spoke to a nice chap who mentioned Moreton hide and where it was (he could see my slight look of uncertainty and knew I was a bit of a novice round these parts).
Anyway I found myself wandering along a deserted trackway. After a while a came to a dead end. Giving up, I wandered back, realising that I had completely missed the hide and what an old skool hide it is!
Slitty windows and the smell of slightly rotten wood. You cant beat it!
I didn’t see any terms but a masterful Kingfisher caught two fish but was a bit far away for a photo.
If you get a magnifying glass you will see him...
On the way back I enjoyed the slightly more country fide side of Chew valley. No concrete or people. As I was taking pictures this fellow ran out for just a moment. A Hare i think...
Just some extra pictures...