Wheatear

I’m flushing Wheaters with every walk and drive on Westray. There isn’t a path or a road which doesn’t have a wary bird on it, ready to fly just far enough away so that it will have to repeat the whole rigmarole again in a few seconds time.

Wheatear - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey

They are so tricky to get close to:

I’ve had fun watching an adult feeding its chick in a nest in a 5,000 year old house here. I didn’t want to get close to it though. Hungry chicks shouldn’t have their dinner delayed.

I tried getting close to one last year, and almost succeeded with a fluffy juvenile:

Wheatear - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

And a little bit closer:

Wheatear - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

And closer still:

Wheatear - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

This year? Still as far away as ever.

Wheatear - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey

Maybe next year?

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