Out on a bike ride this afternoon along the quieter lanes west of Morpeth. Just outside Tranwell village I could hear the unmistalable call of Quail. I stopped at the bend in the road and looked back into the corn field and although the winter wheat is only a few inches high there was no chance of even a glimpse. This is my first record of Quail since 1989.
I haven't been deliberately neglecting the blog but I have been a bit busy lately but still been out and about. I will do a proper post 'with pics' tomorrow.
Abbey Meadows
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