Soaked up the Savi's Warbler for a few hours this morning, bagged a few more recordings (one of which is now here) and generally revelled in its whirring glory. Then, on leaving, I decided to detour via the shelter belt, 'just in case'. Pottered eastwards, entered said shelter belt, heard Golden Oriole singing.
Quickly recorded a snatch [he said snatch] of song, then flailed around with the phone in an attempt to get the news out from one of the few 3G black spots on the reserve. Then totally titted up the chance of a good recording as the bird performed, hidden to view, from somewhere almost above me - song, calls, the whole nine yards [note to self, next time make double sure you press 'record']. After a very quick flash of oriole-shaped/sized bird in the canopy, I had another go at phoning/tweeting/semaphoring out the fact that, for the first time in ten years an oriole was in Gwent. Unfortunately, despite a small group forming, I don't think it was certainly heard or seen again. Luckily for all you lovely people, you can go here and hear the few phrases I did shoe-horn onto the CF card before having my techno-brainfart.
... and now a Pectoral Sandpiper has rocked up at Goldcliff. It's all kicking off!