After dumping our bags and getting changed Leigh and I joined Dave Mack for a trip up to the Garrison for the Black-eared Wheatear. What a little stunner. Although the photos don’t show the colours as well as reality this bird appeared to be of the Western race hispanica. It was a much warmer yellow-brown on the upperparts with a similarly coloured or maybe slightly peachy breast.
It was clear that as well as the Wheatear a bit of a fall was taking place Ring Ouzel were everywhere. A Short-eared Owl flew over and plenty of other commoner migrants were being grounded.
After four and a bit hours in which I also added Short-toed Lark to my self (indulgent)-found list. I headed back to the flat for food and fluid before heading off to Lower Moors. The Jack Snipe showed well but always into the light.
A stunning Greenshank was also just outside the hides.