Well, my luck was sure to run out at some point. I went on an ill-fated trip to Rum with Pete Hayman and Dave Andrews on Monday/Tuesday where we spent most of our time staring into a dove-less (but very active in terms of birds) garden. We didn't even see any eagles to make up for it! Highlights shoveled from the despondency included my first-ever Minke Whale, Black Guillemot, Great Northern Diver, Red-breasted Mergansers, Eiders, Hooded Crows, Ravens etc. Thanks to Sean Morris and his family for so happily allowing us and more successful twitchers into their space, and for all the cake, of which I ate a lot to soak up my sorrows.