As mentioned earlier, I had been taking photos of the Common Terns as they flew along the wall where I was hidden behind a tree stump, the Terns performing well over the past couple of mornings, and with the added bonus of a low rising sun directly behind me. This seems the best place now to get photos of Terns on the reserve as like the Kingfishers, for the past two years they seem reluctant to feed on the pool in front of the Feast hide where I normally obtain my Common Tern photos. Perhaps all the fish have gone from the pool, it would explain why there seems to be no fishing birds there anymore.
Whilst clicking away at the White Winged Black Tern a Grey Wagtail landed just in front of me but I was too slow with the camera, a pair of Cuckoo's flew by and were missed, as was a Hobby and a Jay, still, you can't win them all. I did manage a photo of a passing Heron and also a Pochard that flew off the lake heading for Grove.
A cracking couple of hours spent in the sunshine with most of the local Avian Paparazzi in attendance so the banter was flowing. As I was getting in the car to leave (10 o clock) Rip Van Winkle arrived brushing sleep from his eyes. It's an early start in the morning Mike, set your alarm.














