Gwithian

Dipped again. At least this time I had company - in fact we were oversubscribed at one point...! I was joined by Garry Bagnell, Ian Jones, George Kinnard and John Lees, ensuring a lively journey to Cornwall and back. Indeed, the whole trip ended up more of a social occasion as, naturally, the booby was having yet another off-day or had cleared off altogether. A summer-plumage Great Northern Diver which flew in to the bay - about the range of the streams of Manx Shearwater - was the clear highlight, along with a flock of five Ravens. A Wigeon flew past and Kittiwakes and Guillemots were seen, but otherwise it was ditto Friday.

Gwithian and Trevescan

I travelled alone overnight and joined Liam, Toby, Gethin and the rest of the crowds assembled a little way northeast of the Hayle Estuary mouth. Long story short, the Brown Booby never put in an appearance. A Knot, a Whimbrel, a Sand Martin, four Swallows, a Rock Pipit, two Ravens and a basic assemblage of seabirds including Manx Shearwaters, Shags, Gannets and Fulmars, plus several Mediterranean Gulls, were feeding out in the bay. Eight Sandwich Terns were on the sand and Ringed Plover, Turnstone and Oystercatcher were also present.

I gave up just before midday and headed to Trevescan, though didn't search for the Western Bonelli's Warbler for particularly long at all before making my way back home.