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Wednesday 22nd November 2023

Grafham Water

Thursday 16th November 2023

Fishers Green Essex

Wednesday 15th November 2023

A day in north Norfolk

Monday 13th November 2023

A flooded Welney

Sunday 12th November 2023

A day locally.

Thursday 2nd November 2023

Another visit to Frampton Marsh

Monday 25th September 2023

Frampton Marsh RSPB

Friday 8th September 2023

Gran Canaria - Maspalomas

Thursday 31st August 2023

Gran Canaria - Visit to La Charca

Thursday 24th August 2023

Frampton Marsh RSPB

Saturday 29th July 2023

Swallows and House Martins

Saturday 22nd July 2023

An evening with some Tawny Owls

Tuesday 18th July 2023

Scotland and East Yorkshire Day 5

Wednesday 12th July 2023

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Tuesday 6th June 2023

I am going back a little to catch up on a day in North Norfolk, 23rd May to be precise.

The usual trip around the harbours produce nothing - not really surprising since, although the north/east wind kept the temperature low, the sun was shining and that is always guaranteed to bring out the visitors. It rather seems to me there is a ratio between visitors and birds - the more visitors, the less birds and vice versa. Or perhaps I am being cynical.

Anyway, we ended up at Titchwell RSPB early afternoon, not expecting much as this site has been very disappointing recently in my experience. The water levels on the Fresh Marsh were high again so no waders in front of the hide except for the usual Avocets.

There were a couple of Little Gulls flying around but too distant for anything of note.

To add a little interest, a Black-headed Gull upset an Avocet - they are rather tetchy at this time of the year.

and then out to the beach where the tide was receding. an Oystercatcher flew past with a Sanderling in attendance.

and that made us look more carefully as there were several Sanderlings there and in summer plumage. They are common in winter plumage so this was worth some effort. One of my favourite speicies to photograph as they rarely stand still for long.

So after filling my boots with Sanderling photos, it was time to call in on Parrinder Hide to see if anything was there - nothing of interest but, wait for it, a Spoonbill flew in and started to feed right in front of the hide.

Normally, that would have caused some excitement but, after a full day photographing really close Spoonbills in Hungary, the excitement was rather muted. Still wildlife photographers make the best of things - a necessary thing these days.