Wednesday, 28 November 2018

Fair-weather birder


I used to go out birding in all sorts of weather - pouring rain, heavy snow, gale-force winds and heatwave. As the saying goes, 'there is no such thing as poor weather, just inappropriate clothing'. But I now have to admit, even when wearing appropriate clothing there is poor weather that tips over into the 'not worth going out birding' category.

Take yesterday on Walton Downs. A foggy dawn. Looks pretty (see above) but cuts down visibility to the point that birds are reduced to soft shapes, although their calls are still present for the observer (or, more accurately, the hearer) to have a good idea to what is about. But anything at mid-distance is lost and avian activity is reduced. So, I thought, come back later.

But later (and not much later as it turned out) the fog lifted to be replaced by a cold, gusting, wet and dark suite of weather. I suppose because I can largely choose when to go birding that I have the luxury of turning round and going back indoors - had this been the one day in the week when I was able to set myself loose into the great outdoors, then maybe I would have bitten the bullet and strode onwards and got wet. But now I have to admit to it. I'm becoming a fair weather birder.

4 comments:

dmcjournal said...

I wouldn't want to say the wrong thing but for me it's age related. I used to be out in all weathers and numb fingers and toes were just one of those things but as I get older (or just plain OLD) I pick my times to be outside a little more carefully now.

Or it could be that cold just feels colder these days and it's nothing to do with my age but I have a hard time trying to make myself believe that!

Steve Gale said...

Age does have a part to play, but in my case it isn't physical, more a case of common sense.

Stewart said...

Thats what I like to see, you cosy up with your slippers on.... hehehe...

Steve Gale said...

Such wimpery is banned in 2019!