It was our last morning on Oland so of course we had to pay a final visit to the bird observatory at Ottenby. Once again, Goldcrests and Robins were all over the place even before we'd driven out as far as the point - is there a limitless supply of these birds on migration? But then we came to an emergency stop as Alan spotted a newcomer amongst the pack of Dark-bellied Brent Geese: one Black Brant had sought the companionship of the other geese and was happily feeding amongst them, an unusual bird here and a great one to add to our Oland list.Once at the observatory, we joined the gang of Swedish birders sheltering in the lee of the cafe to scan the sea, trying to find some respite from the bitter northern winds that were whistling across the point. So too were yet more Robins and Goldcrests as these battered little birds tried to boost their energy reserves on the last available land before making the next leg of their journey across the unfriendly Baltic Sea. A Black Redstart entertained the crowds as it tried to keep its balance on a wire fence in the full force of the wind. Further out to sea than on the previous days, long lines of Eider still continued to pass, though not in the huge numbers of a the last few days, while skeins of Barnacle Geese filled the skies above us. This place has shown us such an amazing bird spectacle - from thousands of geese and Eider duck migrating over the water, to Robins and Goldcrests in the bushes clinging to the last few feet of land before the Baltic, to the odd sight of a Treecreeper on the seaweed along the strandline, to a Long-eared Owl over the water desperately seeking a dry landfall, and raptors such as Sparrowhawks, Peregrines and a gorgeous male Hen Harrier seeking an easy meal amongst the exhausted migrants. This is such a brilliant place.Despite the cold and bitter wind, we had to drag ourselves away with some reluctance and drive back from the island of Oland to Lars and Ingrid's home on the mainland. Here they had a wonderful Swedish treat in store for us in the shape of a delicious baked Pike for supper, caught in the pond on their own land. From plot to plate in just a few paces - and very tasty too! We are being so well looked after here, that it will be a struggle to catch a plane home to reality tomorrow evening!