Of all the birds on Loch Ryan it was the brilliance of the light-bellied brent geese, the sweep of sea-loch and refraction of light through wave and gloss of water that made the magic.
In the afternoon Ken spied white-fronted geese, in a pasture. So as not to disturb them, we looked first from the van, then snuck out to set up telescopes and observe. A small group flew close overhead and merlin flashed past, the first I’ve seen for ages. Four hen harriers showed, two males, two ring-tails. Four hen harriers together! Another great day.
WAXWING footnote. Rumours of waxwing took us twice to a Dumfries supermarket where we failed to find waxwing. We learnt later that they were 200 m away at the ice rink.
Late November and there's high pressure, sunshine and ice. I hear a couple of fieldfare on Scout Scar but can see none. Despite the glorious weather there are few birds about.