Spent all morning in Agua for very little reward and the most cursory of looks for the Blackpoll Warbler produced a predictable blank. All in all a bit quiet,... apart from the intra-local stabbing last night, Hannu impaling his leg and a possible hernia but I'll tell you about those another time.
[Addendum: I forgot to mention, we also have a high(ish) profile member of the UK birding community living the life of a shadowy ne'er-do-well, climbing in windows, only walking the village streets after dark, hiding under the bed on every knock at the door, etc. I don't know, the things that happen on a rock in the middle of the sea.]
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