Last weekend I discovered that my sister is living but three hundred yards from a carp fishing venue - Burradon Pond, which may help to restimulate my lapsed interest in fishing. A couple of people were actually fishing for them on a relatively mild day but the main wildlife activity for me was some minor aggression from this mute swan. Judging by the muck on its breast, it may already have a nest on the go.
Mute Swan |
I selected this week's bike ride down the Nith as a possible chance to see an egret but the weather was cold and the banks more or less deserted except for a small group of barnacle geese at reasonably close range. It struck me that I haven't really noticed that barnacles have quite a pronounced eye stripe. I wondered how much longer they will be hanging round before heading back to Svalbard. This one looked very well-feathered.
Barnacle Goose |
Pink-footed Geese |
After that I'd had enough of braving the chill wind, put the camera away and enjoyed a speedy run home from Ruthwell with it blowing from behind.
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