I finally had a morning, instead of an afternoon, free to go to Woolmer, so I got up early and went down. A Green Woodpecker was on some fields close to the road on the way, which brightened up an exhausting bike ride, almost straight into the wind the whole way.
A Mute Swan flew off the pond, but nothing else interesting was there. At the cottage, a Garden Warbler was singing, and two Black-headed Gulls flew over. Two Mistle Thrush flew up into a tree, and a Great Spotted Woodpecker was calling. Behind the cottage, a Song Thrush was on the ground.
The two Egyptian Geese were again round the other side of the pond, but I could hear the Cuckoo calling, so I went off towards the woods.
A Heron flew over, as did a few Linnets. At the top of the hill, the Cuckoo had stopped calling, so I had a bit of a walk around, seeing one Tree Pipit, a few Dartford Warblers, and two Woodlark.
I heard the Cuckoo calling again, so I went off in that direction. It sounded as though there were quite a few calling, at least two, but probably more. I decided to go back up another hill, to get a good view of the area, and have some breakfast.
The Cuckoo had gone quiet, so I waited a bit more. Not before too long, there it was again, the familiar call. Scanning around the area, I managed to pick it out on top of a tree.
Nothing else had turned up, though, so I went again to the cottage, where the Garden Warbler was singing again- this time more in the open.
Nothing else was here, and after another hour of searching, I decided to call it a day and head home. I had ended with a decent 44 species, although nothing new had turned up. It had still been a nice morning- seeing a Cuckoo is always great.
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