September 8th will be remembered as a vintage day, a deluge of overnight rain stopping just after dawn dumped a mass of migrants all along the East Coast in light E/NE winds. Arrving at the Buckton cliff top dell was just like Christmas morning! I virtually ran to unfurl the nets as Whinchats were on every post, Tree Pipits 'teezing' overhead, Pied Flycatchers on every dead branch and who knows what in the cover !
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