Birding With The Folks

You could call it going for a walk about Slapton Ley, but when everyone's toting optics and the star turn was this;

Marsh Harrier, 2cy

I think you'll agree we were birding.

:D

Ok, maybe the Marshie had some competition..

Derrrrr-dun........Derrrr-dun

Dun-dun dun-dun

dun-dun dah-da

Ahem.

[Yup, even a flight shot; just look at that keel!]

[[Ok, the Mute Swan photobombed it, but considering how hard my camera tried to stop me getting anything...]]

Slightly better flight shot,

"Worship my fringes!"

Though for sheer showing effort, this Rook was on top;

Yes, Rooks are pretty.

Unlike the Pochard,

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

And as for the Cattle Egret...

No, it is one. 

Really!

[C'mon, look; cattle!]

 

The wind was a bit nippy, and it got all drizzly [bad weather forecasters, naughty weather forecasters, telling lies again; sunshine my ar-] late on. Oh, and the Goldeneye were hiding [and where's a Bittern when you want one, eh?]

But seriously, it was all rather fun, even if my gingernuts came out as gingerchews...* [Though to be fair, they tasted ok, which is what really matters.] That the Marshie came by as we were sat in a lovely and very sheltered spot was just wonderful timing. [We may have sat there some time, but well, you know how it is :) ]. And yes, I did do some counting [!]; there were 59 Wigeon in Ireland Bay.

And finally, a little more Spring;

Daffydowndilly!

Be Seeing You...

[[* I followed Mary Berry's recipe exactly, too. Tut and double tut. Come back Deliah, all is forgiven!]]