That middle part of the day was probably the quietest part of the day , so we decided to give the Waxwings a rest and have a look around Brooklands Lake at New Hythe . I would like to post that we found several Bittern , but we didn't , just the car of Mr.Bittern , although that title is beginning to slip recently , Phil/Sharp by Nature , who I assumed would be well over the other side of the railway by the time we arrived . The wind was even colder at Brooklands lake , and with not a lot to see , apart from a flock of 50+ Siskins in the Alders in the N/NE corner of the lake , Some were coming down to wash and drink at the side , and one male posed for me , but once again a branch ruined the shot . Also around was a flock of 15/20 Goldfinches , some of which I got a shot of . A look at the river from the small wood felt like standing in Siberia , with the wind coming straight down the river , so we did a quick scan , and headed back towards the warmth of the car . Later we stopped at the small Alders Lake and found the male and immature Goldeneye , but wit anglers present , the pair kept well out of range .
By now , the skies were breaking up a bit , but the forecasted bright spells and blue skies did not happen . Heading back to the Cotoneaster area , we soon made contact with the flock again , and some of them , like this immature bird without it's yellow and red wing markings , came down to a low tree , I think of the Malus family , and feasted just a few metres in front of us . At one time 7/8 birds joined the juvenile to feast and for us to feast on the beauty of this winter visitor . Another feeding place was found along the road a bit in a front garden , where a Crab Apple had dropped all it's fruit on the grass below it , but the birds were much more wary when feeding on the apples , apart of course from another immature that just tucked in .
It was a very cold , but very pleasurable day , and I would like to thank Alan for letting us know that the flock were about . But , most of all , I would like to thank these little Scandinavian visitors for doing their best to keep us warm , chasing from one food source to another . As we were leaving , the Waxwings were getting ready to roost , and in a brief moment of evening sunshine , several sat enjoying the warmth it gave , whilst they trilled a goodbye to us .