I am not entirely sure what happened on the 1st but on the 2nd I was out bright and early to nail the Humes Yellow-browed. Easy, its by post 13. Was it f**k, 3 hours later and not a sniff. Then as dusk began to fall there was a call, that's it, thats the bird. It was very active and very vocal but kept to the middle of the bushes. I managed to see it a few times but with the myriad of tiny branches everywhere I just couldnt get a lock on it. Ten minutes later, it and the light had vanished. An excellent start!
I didnt go home empty handed though.
Depending on your taxonomic bent there are 1 or 2 species here.
Some empty bushes
Firing range in the last throws of sunshine