Sightseeing at the Local Hospital

So… Can you bird-watch in a hospital?

The answer is: probably.

Can you get a broken arm checked at a hospital? Definitely!

The morning began before I even fell asleep. I went for a count together with Knud at World's End 3. It would be mistaken to say migration started slowly because it never really started. The only numbers that were a bit noticeable were 70 roosting Meadow Pipits (engpiber) and 50 roosting Sandwich Terns (splitterne). Otherwise, there was nothing worth noting here. We quit after two hours because of rain and low numbers. Neither the ringing was great, but a firecrest.

I told Knud about yesterday evening, where we played football in front of the lighthouse. Everything was calm and fun during the game until Simon (SK) started doing parkour. He had already impressed me with an equal jump a week earlier. Unfortunately, we had just had dinner, which turned out to be an overload for the young German. He barely landed with his feet on the wall and ended up falling down, landing on his left arm. But as the wannabe Viking he is, he continued playing.

Knud offered to bring Simon to the local doctor after counting by car, which we accepted. At the doctor's, we didn’t wait long before they sent us to the hospital in Hjørring. With the guys on the run and the girls at the lighthouse, anything could happen.

We did a bit of counting while driving to the hospital, and I showed Simon and Knud my former high school and the vending machine from which I got my driver's license.

At the hospital, Simon got x-rayed pretty quickly before being sent to the doctor. Meanwhile, they lost his x-ray scans, and we had to wait a bit longer. After two hours of waiting, he was allowed to enter to be told that there was a minor fracture near the elbow and that they wouldn’t put it in a cast, just a sling.

But the mood was good thanks to Knud's life experience. He brought biscuits and sparkling water, which turned out to be a good combination if you haven’t eaten for the entire day. You might think that we spent the entire time talking about everything but birds. In that case, you’d be badly mistaken. He told us about every feather he's seen since he started watching birds 50 years ago, and the two rookies enjoyed getting smarter.

We returned to the lighthouse with the only fracture in the life of the bird observatory after seven hours on the run.

Big thanks to Knud for being so kind! (again and again)

Soon, the evening fell upon Skagen and the lighthouse before we could call it another day and wake up to new adventures the upcoming day.

/Magnus (Mr. Beetle)