With an actual ‘scorcher’ on the playing cards, Norman, Brian and I met early and headed north to Cley. We had been the primary folks in Dauke’s Disguise and had been rewarded with shut views of a feeding Spoonbill earlier than it – and all the pieces else – was flushed by a Marsh Harrier. The disguise was filled with Swallows, together with some cute fledgelings, whereas the reedbeds held the standard Mipits, Reed Buntings and Wrens.
The longish stroll to Bishop’s did not add a lot other than a few Ruff, so we adjourned for espresso and scones. From the Reserve Centre we may make out a gaggle of Nice and Little Egrets proper out by the ‘Massive Pool’, so snack completed we strolled alongside the East Financial institution for a glance, choosing up quite a few small teams of Bearded Tits on the way in which.
The closest we may get to the egrets was simply previous the Richardson shelter: even then the 4 GWEs and two LEs had been simply white blobs within the warmth haze.
After an icecream we headed residence by means of the Glaven Valley, the place Brian and I heard – and finally noticed – a few distant Ravens.
