|Holme Dunes NNR (just as it says on the picture)|
There were a few wader species on the beach. Knot, Turnstone, Sanderling, Black-tailed Godwit, Redshank and Oystercatcher all allows close viewing with only the occasional dog walker or weekend walker sending the flocks into the air. Don’t think these people even noticed them.
|Knot with a dodgy wing|
|Common Darter. Yes there are two of them.|
Our next port of call ( like the link?) was Titchwell. You can’t go wrong with Titchwell; it always has good birds. The car park was heaving and this was a good sign. Ant and I walked through to the picnic area and it was full of pointing birders with huge camera lenses. The excitement wasn’t for a Red-flanked Bluetail although you’d think it was but it was a female Pied Flycatcher. Hey ho, beggars can’t be choosers. It was a great bird though but it wouldn’t sit still for my digiscoping lack of dexterity.
Curlews on the other hand do sit still. Well this one did anyway. It makes a big difference when the buggers stay still I can tell you.
|Ant looking for birds but thinking about beer.|
If we thought trying to find good birds was difficult, you should have seen us trying to find our apartment. yes, apartment. We are posh birders didn’t you know? We were booked into the Langham Upper apartment at Langham Hall, spookily enough in Langham. Now Langham we could find. It has one pub, about 10 houses and no shops that we could see. The pub closed at 3pm and reopened at 7pm (remember those days?) But we couldn’t find this Langham Hall anywhere. We asked an ASBO urchin with a pitbull and he directed us to a Hall right in front of our eyes. No wonder we hadn’t seen many birds so far. Even then when we were there, we, I mean I still couldn’t find the actual Upper Apartment where we were suppose to stay. Look we found it eventually and it was fine. A spiral staircase, lounge, kitchen, two bedrooms and a bathroom with a crap shower and no soap. On the plus side, it had a few jigsaw puzzles, a few shit CDs and a couple of DVDs without a DVD player. What more could you ask for? We dined in the King’s Arms in Blakeney which was great. Good food and beer and a lot of screaming women. Don’t think it was because of us though, think they were just merry. We heard a Tawny Owl when we got back to our pad.
Sunday morning came and the whole of Langham was smothered in fog. Things were looking promising. The influx of Jays continued and after a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs we set out for Wells Wood at Wells-next-the-sea.
We then tried to find Kelling Water Meadow for a Pectoral Sandpiper but again I failed. We gave up and went to Cley. You know where you are with Cley. A few Egyptian Geese were seen just before the reserve and from East Bank, we found a few Bearded Tit but they would play ball for the camera.
|Cley next-the-sea with windmill but little wind.|
|Ant thinking he had found a barrel of Woodforde’s Nelson’s Revenge bobbing on the sea|
Walsey Hills is a reserve that specialises in migrants. less than half a mile from the sea, the reserve is a dense vegetated hill that acts as a magnet to tired migrant travellers. I know one thing, we were tired and we had about an hour of energy left but it was worth the effort. A Cetti’s Warbler showed well. These skulking shy warblers are always heard but rarely seen. We got good views here. On the feeders, Lesser Redpoll, Coal Tit and Great Tit visited often and a Chiffchaff got our migrant warbler hopes up. Alas, that was all we saw from the path.