Having only recently returned from what could easily be classed as a very long trip to Ireland - nigh off a month- what better way of starting the long and arduous task of describing it all in (not so) minute detail, than with a twitch. A remarkably large one at that. To be perfectly precise 141.70 miles. And what, you ask was this epic journey for? Would a Long-Billed Dowitcher sound about right? No, I'm sure it wouldn't but that it is. With reports coming in almost daily from Lough Boora in County Offaly, we decided to undergo the momentous distance, surely it couldn't go wrong. But then again knowing my luck.... After three hours - and a wrong turn which graciously provided my first Red Squirrel - we were on site. The initial scan of the likely haunts for this American wader drew a blank. It was a little worrying. However, close inspection of a group of Snipe revealed that one was slightly larger and redder. It also lacked the pale stripe on its crown. In brief, it wasn't a Snipe. As I'm sure you've guessed, yes this was the Dowitcher. Despite the rain and distance, it showed decently, for the half an hour I watched it. Mostly it fed among the group of Snipe.
An exploration of the surrounding area to look for Grey Partridge sported none. It did though hold several Irish Hares and some Lapwing. Thoughts of finding Partridge though, were soon forgotten after a stunning, but all too brief view of a female Hen Harrier. It being nearly two years since my last Hen Harrier, and with their tragic drop in population, this was a more than welcome sighting. Fantastic birds.
Well worth three hours in a car wouldn't you say? Although there's no way I can now say I'm not a twitcher...
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