The house sparrows were still there.
We left Riglos. At 15:55, a southern grey shrike in a tree.
At 16:43, we were near a reservoir. The water level was much lower than we expected.
Scores of great cormorants flying.
At 5pm, about a hundred cranes flying overhead. We could hear the trumpet-like sounds of the adults; and the higher pitched voices of this year’s chicks, flying along on their first migration ever.