They appear to have made the place their own, along with 3 pairs of nesting Mute Swans; one per lake. I took a slow walk along the edge of the lake, and despite the heavy drizzle of rain, the birds were filling the air with their songs. I stopped for a brief chat with a man out for his morning stroll. Full of useful information, and he also told me that the local farmer has a dispute on at the moment regarding access at one end of the reserve. This means that for now, a complete circuit is no longer possible,
but he kindly showed me a way. What a nice man! I managed to find the breach, and continued my circuit, checking off some Chiffchaff, Willow Warbler, Reed Bunting, a fleeting glimpse of a male Bullfinch, and then stopped for a while, to be serenaded by a Blackcap. Beautiful singers.
The picture’s not up to much, but the weather was quite awful by now, and I was looking like a drowned rat. There was a carpet of plants ahead of me, either side of the path. No idea what they are, but quite striking I thought.
all to soon I’d completed my route; well, about two and a half hours later, so I made my way back to the car. Still quite early, so I decided to go on up the road a bit to another reserve I’ve been to before.
That held a few surprises for me, but I’ll do that one tomorrow.