Dawn Chorus Beside Polwheveral Creek

22 April  2007

An early start did not deter an eager band of some 28 people armed with binoculars converging on Goongillings Farm where a delicate grey mist  swirled amongst the trees edging the creek. The expertise of Martin Rule, the group leader was much appreciated in recognising the songs of the unseen vocalists. Charles and Barbara Pugh rounded a very successful expedition with hot drinks and refreshments amid requests for an even earlier start next year!!

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