Rough-legged Buzzard saves the day.

Wanted to go out somewhere but nothing planned, we meet up with Brian & the usual conversation takes place where too, don't know,OK off to Dungeness.
When we arrive we scan around the life boat station for the single Wheatear reported last night.
A nice early tick was the aim but after a good scan it's not happening,so probably come back next week when maybe a few more will be here.
A drive around looking for a year tick hoping to spot a Raven but once again out of luck.
Speaking to birders coming back off the beach we are told nothing doing up there, so off to Scotney maybe to catch a look at the Little Owl that lives by the barn on the farm.
With the wind really getting up I find myself the only one to get out of the car to look & that was not to long away from the warm car.
Of course along with the way the day was going no sign of the Owl or anything else with the water really rough so nothing on there.
Might as well head home but of course we can't give up that easy.
A call into Elmley gets us a year tick with a very distant Spoonbill,we see a lady in her car & stop to tell her where the Spoonbill was,she informs us that she was the one that found the Spoonbill but thanked us anyway.
On returning down the track the same lady stops us & tells us that she has just picked out a Rough-legged Buzzard & gets us onto it & we spend the next 2 hours watching the bird along with Marsh Harrier & watched a Peregrine take a Golden Plover for lunch.
So thanks to the the lady just shows you one good turn deserves another & that saved our day.

The Rough leg

Mobbed but held it's own