Garth Peacock
A week of mixed fortunes


Lockdown continues.

Saturday 16th May 2020

April lockdown

Thursday 30th April 2020

Local bird photography

Monday 20th April 2020


Friday 3rd April 2020

Could be the last one for a while.

Wednesday 18th March 2020

We are into March already

Monday 9th March 2020

Wednesday 12th February 2020

Thursday 20th February 2020

Slimbridge WWT Gloucestershire

Wednesday 19th February 2020

To end January 2020...

Thursday 30th January 2020

That's the end of 2019 for me.

Friday 20th December 2019

Disaster strikes

Monday 2nd December 2019

It's still very hard work

Saturday 9th November 2019

A quiet month overall

Saturday 2nd November 2019

Week ending 11th October 2019

Friday 11th October 2019

A quiet week

Friday 4th October 2019

A week of mixed fortunes

Tuesday 1st October 2019

The final catch-up

Tuesday 10th September 2019

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Tuesday 1st October 2019

Most of my usual local haunts have either dried out, or have very low water levels, due to the dry weather in this part of the world. Not an easy time for wildlife photography.

The WWT reserve at Welney still has reasonable water levels so, on Monday, I headed in that direction. After spending a good part of the day there, I returned home with nothing worth keeping.

So, on Friday, I visited the SWT reserve at Lackford Lakes, renowned for it's Kingfishers. Arriving just after 9.00am, there was nothing from the double decker hide so I went to reed hide to find it very busy with mainly photogrpahers waiting for a Kingfisher to appear. Finding a seat, it was not too long before one arrived but just sat on a perch, doing very little except look pretty.

After that bird moved on, it was a case of filling in with other subjects on the small lagoon in front of the hide. First a female Teal bathing,

and then a fishing Grey Heron with a very nice reflection.

After several more visits from the Kingfisher population, I finally managed one that caught something - I think it is a Water Boatman, firstly bashing it against the perch to kill it

before eating it.

It then started to rain, with a somewhat wet Kingfisher

before the action stopped and I moved on but with nothing else of interest, it was home time.