Edward's Birding Diary
|14-15 October 2005|
Hermit Thrush v seasickness
YK rang me on Thursday and breathlessly told me that he'd just found a Hermit Thrush Catharus guttatus very close to where he'd found the Swainson's Thrush less than two weeks earlier. Last time I went mid-week to Heimaey I ended up stranded there and with another storm forecast and the weekend so close I decided to wait and arranged to travel on the ferry with SÁ and GÞ on the Friday night. Whilst flying to Heimaey is a painless experience (weather delays nothwithstanding), the three-hour ferry crossing is another matter entirely.
My fear of flying has vanished to be replaced by a growing susceptibility to seasickness, although I'd never really been ill on a boat. The strong south-easterlies were promising for vagrants but a recipe for disaster for seasickness sufferers. We'd just left harbour and the boat was already rocking alarmingly, prompting a passenger behind me in the TV lounge to wonder out loud whether the seat he was in was fitted with a seat belt. That was it for me, I had to go out on deck, and I spent three hours lying on a bench on deck. If lying on a bench alone in the dark, in the rain, in October, on rough Icelandic seas sounds thoroughly miserable, then you'd be dead right. It is. Bloody awful. My only thought was that I'd better find this Hermit Thrush.