Today I decided to walk the area of fields near the quarry. I walked along the sea wall where a single Whimbrel was present but flew off in the direction of the fields but yet again was just a Eurasian. I sat and scanned the rocks (above) just in case there was another Whimbrel lurking but no such luck.
I walked for around 2 miles checking all the fields for any waders present. After about 2 hours I located a single distant Whimbrel and presumed that it was the eurasian whimbrel I had located earlier that flew off from the rocks. I went in for a closer look and I was surprised at well marked the facial patterning was. After getting close enough I realised that this the "long awaited Hudsonian Whimbrel" " B-A-C-K of the N-E-T"
Above and 3 photos below show the "long awaited Hudsonian Whimbrel" in the area of fields around 2 miles from the quarry.
I sat in the shade against the dry stone wall of the same field as the Whimbrel. After spending a few hours of this hot and sunny afternoon I made my way back to the quarry as the tide would be retreating and hopefully the waders would be feeding.
Above and below show, what I believe to be an interesting looking Dunlin. The length of the bill on this bird looks long to me and this individual looks well marked and the bird did stand out.
The 4 Pecs were present (1 above) and showed well as they fed close by. Just on 18:55hrs I was watching the Pecs feeding close by with the 2 Lesser legs when I heard the call of a Tringa that seemed to be that of a lesser legs. I looked up and there, coming in over the sea wall of the quarry was a new 3rd lesser legs being followed by another 2 Pecs. They all dropped in to the quarry and joined the feeding waders. I couldn't believe this as I have never seen this happen before in the quarry and as I scanned I counted 6 Pecs and 3 Lesser legs feeding just nearby.
The short billed dowitcher (above and below) remained faithful to the back area of the pool and as it fed in the early evening sunlight I just sat and watched it s I enjoyed the moment.
Not before long I realised that the light was almost gone and as I was watching all the waders through my scope just enjoying the sight of all these American waders the day had drawn to an end. As I looked up at the sky above me I was amazed how dark it was and that the actual moon was out. I left the quarry after yet another good day.
