On a day that always looked like rain, Lins and me set off regardless to look for the Ring-billed Gull at Mirfield. On arrival a quick chat with the lone birder gave us the news all birders dread "showing well five mins ago". It transpired that just before our arrival all the gulls had gone up in a big dread and a lot had left and scattered to the four winds. We stayed for about an hour and got soaked in a torrential downpour, net result, wet clothes and optics, no year tick.
We decided to blast down to Blacktoft and watch the harrier roost, as we sat in the hide we were treat to a flypast by a nice ring-tail Hen Harrier and two cream crown Marsh Harriers before the rain caught up with us again and the rest of the afternoon was spent discussing the virtues of eating Pike and wether the Slaty-backed Gull would make it to Yorkshire with the other hardy folk who had hope for the weather to clear up. It never did.
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