The bird of the week, certainly in terms of ubiquity, was Meadow Pipit. Everywhere. Regardless of what I was hoping to see, there was another Meadow Pipit. Here is one that posed long enough for a decent photo if the foliage hadn't interfered.
Wheatears still regular and plentiful, but evading the range of the lens by being generally flighty. When I was fortunate enough to have one in range, it was raining.
So I was sitting in a pub garden with the wife, mulling over the menu while keeping an eye on the nearby saltmarsh (like you do) and this bird flies past. Slowly. Crikey, I thought, that is a chuffing big Egret and it isn't really flying like the normal ones do and look at its legs and its neck and its beak and its everything really actually. It then landed in a nearby field an it was HUGE! I notified my long-suffering wife that the bird wasn't a Little Egret and that the pleasant time in the pub garden was henceforth brought to a close. In two short words.
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| Great Egret, Salthouse 25/09/2014 |
It was then seen to fly from Salthouse, over the East Bank and over Cley Marshes - I do wonder how many people missed it due to the height it was gaining. It was subsequently reported in Wells and Stiffkey (?). But fly on it did, hence the record shot that is before you.
I saw other birds on Friday and Saturday too, and did other stuff too. Here are some of them.
Lapwings!
A Grey Plover!
A duck!
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