I made my way up the steps from the car park, and along the footpath, towards the slope down to the lake. This area is usually good for Goldcrest; but not today.
Some Teal were swimming and dabbling just in front of the hide,along with some Gadwall. The sun was beginning to break through the cloud now, dispersing any possibility of rain for a while. The gentleman I’d seen earlier popped into the hide and sat for a while. He mentioned he had been watching the House Martins earlier, and I said I had too, and thought maybe a Swallow was amongst them? He agreed, quite possible. Possible, not definite, I thought. Oh well.
A pair of Little Egret were over to the left, stirring up the sediment with their feet, looking for some tasty morsels. I got a few shots, but the long grass managed to be in the way most of the time.
I walked on to an opening amongst the bushes. This leads into quite a dense area, but always good for seeing the Chiffchaff singing in the trees. In a few weeks it will be too dense to navigate, so now is a good time to take advantage. Sure enough, there were Chiffchaff. A pair were chasing each other around the tops of the trees; must be a love thing I thought. Then I heard a call. I recognise that! Cetti’s Warbler, but where? I stood still and listened. Again, just in front of me. Now this is a bird I’ve never seen before. Heard, but never seen. I waited, he called again, and then for a few brief seconds he spiralled up the tangle of shrubs, and before I could get a picture, he dived back down again. But I saw it. A first for me. I was happy.
and a couple of Blackcap were joining the Robin in song. Greylag and Canada Geese were flying across the lake, and the Herons were backwards and forwards collecting nest material.
and there behind them, a pair of Oystercatchers.