Waxwing

After seeing my brothers success at he Tring reservoirs I decided to make a trip here myself. The trains were not working properly so my mum offered to take me there but I then had to walk to Tring Station to get home. On the way to the reservoirs I saw some birds flying around or sitting in the trees. But then i saw one bird with a distinct crest on its head this could only mean one thing. I told my mum to stop and when I got out of the car there it was a nice chubby Waxwing. It allowed me to take some pictures but then after a fair amount of time it flow off. It was almost effeminately one Waxwing out of a flock near by.

I was fruitless in my searches for my target birds at the reservoirs.