We met at the dock at the usual meeting time and reviewed the weather both current and impending. The verdict was that it wasn't a good idea to venture offshore for the day. So we thanked Brian for helping get us some new birds over the last few days and headed north. For the first time in six days I wasn't wearing a scopolamine patch. John followed me in his car to the Weyanoke sanctuary in Norfolk where we both looked and listened for Bicknell's Thrush with no luck. John then headed back to Staunton and I went home where I crashed for a while and then started organizing the stuff for Alaska. No new year birds.