Norman and I had a day free, so headed north seeking a number of the current passerine migrants. We began with a seawatch on the coastguards, which gave us simply a number of teams of newly-arrived Brents streaming westwards however little else. A transfer to Walsey Hills supplied shut views of some extra Ivy Bees and plenty of butterflies: solely a quick glimpse of a Yellow-browed Warbler, although.
Espresso, then the East Financial institution, the place we heard a number of events of Bearded Tits, however noticed little to get the pulses racing. Salthouse subsequent, the place the morning’s Bluethroat was not accessible: we determined to drive house through Hickling, the place as soon as once more issues had been a bit quiet: distant Cranes, Hobbies and Nice Egrets, however nothing a lot to level the brand new digicam at….
