Mulling things over
A Woodcock casualty on Mull
Here I am, lying in bed after spending my first exhilarating day on the Isle of Mull. Although it’s been cold, I’ve been totally wrapped up in my Lapland/Berghaus gear feeling very toasty!
Since my last entry I have been working quite hard on various projects ahead of my journey to Scotland. I actually started my journey two days ago when I set off from home to catch the Hammersmith & Shitty (should be ‘City’ but this line is often more like a gravy train, hence my moniker for it) and Victoria lines to connect with the overground at Tottenham Hale. To cut a very long story shorter, none of the desired tube lines were running so I spent nearly 3 hours walking and getting on alternative trains doing a journey that would normally take 50 minutes.
I didn’t get moody – for which I’m pretty proud. The next morning I was in Glasgow, as part of my urban birding tour of cities in Britain and Europe. More about that tomorrow. Right now, I am preparing a talk that I’m giving to Mull Bird Club tomorrow night.
To be continued……
Shame about the Woodcock.
It's heart breaking to see flocks of Redwing and Fieldfare futilely searching for food.
Good luck with your speech.
Shame it's a bit windy but I'm sure you'll have a good time. See you tonight at the talk.
Its terrible to see that Woodcock lying there, broken by the weather I think. I hope you give a good speech.