- Jackdaw – that blue-black crow mentioned earlier at Cashel. Acts like our crow but sounds very unique.
- Wood Pigeon – the most giant-est pigeon ever seen, sort of a cross between our ubiquitous Rock Dove and a Thanksgiving Turkey. They are enormous and given their size it’s amazing as to how skittish they are.
- Wren – looks, sounds and acts just like our House Wren
- Blackbird – sounds like our Robbin, looks like our Starling, is related to the former and completely unrelated to our various Blackbirds.
- Coal Tit – looks like our Chickadee.
- Great Tit – a giant yellow-sided version of our Chickadee
- Thrush – looks like our Hermit Thrush and sounds like our Wood Thrush, both of whom it is related to.
- Robin – looks nothing like our Robin, to which it is not related. Very feisty little birds with small territories (judging from the fact that they are in every tree), they sing well after dark and well before dawn, constantly. Trust me that this is no exaggeration.
I wandered up and down the muddy tracks created by what is purported to be a First World War tank, here for the guests use. I’ve never seen it, so I am not sure it’s still around. The evening was pleasant, the sheep were bleating and in the end I was treated to a beach-worthy sunset, something I suspect is an unusual occurrence, here in the Emerald Isle.