...2 hours later I was wandering round the Lakes with Andy, only for a Redshank to fly right in front of us, plumb over the middle of the Lakes! Not only a potentially tricky grip-back nailed, but a Lakes tick for me! Don't recall ever previously celebrating a Redshank with air-punches and cries of 'Get in'!
96 and counting; first to 100, anyone? :D