
Near the hairpin in the river one flew off to the next bend, and we saw it fly a couple of times, never managing to see him on the ground. The banks in the area showed obvious signs of sand martins and I can't wait to come back here later in the year for hobby and sand martin!
On the way back from Sunday dinner at Paul and Kate's in Hereford I took Jess and Olive to Crabtree Hill in Forest of Dean for round 2. As soon as we came out of the forestry at Crabtree I could see the Shrike perched up a long way off in a little conifer, like a bauble on a Christmas tree - my first ever views of GGS, and I knew what I was seeing instinctively before getting it confirmed by getting a little closer.
The shrike ended up on the middle strip where we had perched a couple of weekends before, and where we saw a gent exit the undergrowth (obviously now in hindsight, having been sat waiting for the shrike to arrive!). The sun came out and I had a few minutes with the bird to myself, sat proudly in the open. I could see a family approaching in the background, and I waited for them to come closer on the off chance it would fly closer to me. I looked down at the camera for 3 seconds, and when I looked up, it was gone. A magic bird, and a magic end to Rob VS GGS.
112 year to date after this weekend.

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