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Arun Valley: 8-14 Dec

Selected birds recorded on walks in the valley this week.

14 Dec (08.55-12.35) – Amberley station, N Stoke, Canada, Burgh, Dewpond, Burpham: 6 Bewick’s Swan, 3 Marsh Harrier, 5 Red Kite, 4 Buzzard, 2 Kestrel, 36 Red-legged Partridge, 2 Grey Partridge, 28 Lapwing, 164 Linnet, 9 Corn Bunting, 8 Yellowhammer, 42 Reed Bunting.

13 Dec (08.20-09.40) – Arun East, Millstream, Mill Road: 1 Kingfisher, 140 Lapwing over, 1 Kestrel, 1 Yellowhammer, 1 Reed Bunting.

12 Dec (09.00-11.40) – Arundel-Littlehampton: 5 Little Grebe, 8 Redshank, 3 Common Sandpiper, 2 Oystercatcher, 2 Mediterranean Gull, 1 Stonechat.

10 Dec (13.00-16.00) – Water, Screens, Rewell, Sherwood Rough: 2 Firecrest, 12 Goldcrest, 7 Marsh Tit, 2 Coal Tit, 3 Lesser Redpoll, 14 Greenfinch, 1 Stonechat.

10 Dec (08.20-09.40) – Arun East, Millstream, Mill Road: 5 Siskin, 7 Yellowhammer, 1 Kestrel.

9 Dec (08.00-10.00) – Hiorne, Swanbourne Lake, Millstream, Mill Road: 1 Hawfinch, 1 Firecrest, 4 Goldcrest, 83 Gadwall, 1 Shoveler, 4 Teal, 2 Pochard, 3 Mandarin.

8 Dec (13.15-16.15) – Pulborough: 1 White-rumped Sandpiper, 1 Dunlin, 380 Black-tailed Godwit, 2,000 Lapwing, 30 Pintail, 1 Peregrine.

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