Garth Peacock
A strange week overall.


Snettisham RSPB

Tuesday 20th February 2024

A new destination for me

Monday 5th February 2024

A change of plan

Tuesday 30th January 2024

Three hours at Grafham Water

Monday 22nd January 2024

A strange week overall.

Friday 19th January 2024

Norfolk Coast

Tuesday 16th January 2024

New Year - where to go?

Monday 8th January 2024

Coton Cambridgeshire

Wednesday 20th December 2023

Back to Burwell Fen

Saturday 9th December 2023

Short-eared Owls

Monday 4th December 2023

Back to Grafham Water

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

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Friday 19th January 2024

So why a stange week? Glorious sunny weather but cold, in fact very contrasty sunlight - not ideal for photography.

Monday 15th January - my car needed petrol so I took my camera and drove around the RSPB reserve at Fen Drayton. More flooded areas than I expected and the only photo that was worth keeping was of a Redwing feeding in a ploughed field at the reserve entrance.

Not a good start to the week.

The weather was very cold overnight so I was not really disposed to have an early start  - many road accidents reported due to frosty roads so I decided to be a wimp and stay local.

So, the next day, I decided to spend the afternoon at another local RSPB reserve - Fowlmere, my first visit to the site for many months.

First off, there were several largish flocks of Fieldfares around. They are always very wary and flighty, in my experience but, eventually, I managed a few shots worth keeping.

I stayed in the Reedbed Hide until dusk hoping for a pair of Marsh Harriers to fly in - disappointed. Most of the mere was iced over so there was nothing of real interest except for  a Grey Heron on the mere edge, sticking true to form for the species by doing very little. Eventually, with the light going, I took a few shots, and even in flight. Surprisingly, I was quite pleased with them in the circumstances.

Well, not an earth-shattering day but at least a few keepers.