Brian, Norman and I began the day with a stroll alongside the East Financial institution in (because it turned out) a futile seek for a Jack Snipe. It had been seen ten miuntes earlier than we arrived, however didn’t reappear. Again to Bishop’s Conceal, the place we ran into Jacquie Bridges and her pleasant crew, sharing with them a few Inexperienced Sandpipers, a number of teams of Bearded Tits and Reed Warblers, a wonderful summer-plumaged Knot and somewhat household of Spoonbills.
After espresso we walked out to the Centre Hides, the place three juvenile Yellow Wagtails had been good to see: little else, although.. After an ice cream (and a Hummer on the VC) the pager despatched us westwards to Stiffkey Fen, the place the distant Pectoral Sandpiper was a yr tick: the 30-odd Spoonbills weren’t!
