Well, actually, we went out on Sunday September 25 for the first time since our return from a great trip to Bulgaria (http://adarydwyraen.blogspot.co.uk/). Enforced leg rest, after a painful fall onto my knees on concrete, meant no birding in September at home - until I insisted on one day out.
The day was remarkable for being unremarkable. A showery day and the lowest of low tide at Snettisham didn't help. When we did our usuual 'bird/experience of the day' on the way home, neither of us could think of one. With the usual caveat that we'd enjoyed it anyway.
Most remarkable was not seeing any migrants. We had to wait until Tuesday at home before logging a garden first, a juvenile Wheatear on the back lawn.
We saw over 60 species which included Tree Sparrow, both partridges, and a winter flock of Golden Plover. A skein of 80+ Pinkfeet flew over the village on the 23rd but we saw none to-day.
Another pretty remarkable fact. Neither of us took any photographs.
