Wednesday I repeated the plan and this time the Clamorous Reed Warbler appeared on cue. Not much else though.
The Christmas holidays started on Friday, but I was laid up all day with a cricked neck. Got out early on Saturday though, and drove as far up Makiling as I could go, intending to walk to Peak 2. I rarely get so high, particularly early morning, so was hopeful of something new. Sadly the day was dominated by drizzle, mist, mud and leeches. Best birds were probably Yellow-bellied Whistlers.
Long-tailed Shrike. Still one of my favourites.
Cattle Egret, following the farm machinery around. Should really be called a Plough Egret.
I still haven't identified this properly, but if it isn't called a Green-headed Skink then it ought to be
A lovely engorged Leech on my big toe after my yomp up Makiling. I'd found and dislodged the three on my face and neck, but the one that crawled into my shoes and attached itself to my big toe escaped me until I got home