The Mourning After
Yesterday morning I was lounging around with nothing to do but wait for builders to arrive when I got a message from Howard about a couple of Eastern Yellow Wagtails which had been seen at Dingle Marshes near Dunwich. Having not gone to see the long-staying individual last year, I had planned a trip for these birds but it would not be on this sunny Saturday morning. Moments later a text from Peter brought news of another bird in the same location; a Greater Yellowlegs. Now this was not what I wanted to hear... I absolutely HAD to stay in to wait for the builders, didn't I? Well no, I could've left but my conscience wouldn't allow it. There was a lot of stuff to clear out of the way and I couldn't keep putting it off.
The four of us set to and cleared the garden ready for the builders but rather frustratingly they still didn't arrive...
With news of the Greater Yellowlegs showing well, together with Short-eared Owls, Merlin, Snow Bunting and White-fronted Geese all putting in appearances, the day continued to frustrate and disappoint, especially with news that the Yellowlegs decided to leave the area at 2.05pm flying North without any further sightings. Eventually the sun set and STILL NO BUILDERS!
With thoughts of what could've been I decided that I would make an early trip on Sunday morning to look for the Wagtails. At 6.30am I set off in damp conditions wondering if it was really worth the bother; a quick look at the forecast promised only a small chance of sunshine and a fair chance of showers. I seemed to be setting myself up for disappointment!
I arrived at Dunwich Beach at 7am and had the place to myself. As I started the long trudge North towards the last-known location of the Wagtails, the sun started to break through just above the horizon
|A Lonely View|
|The Suffolk Barnacles|
|Great White in the Gloom|
|Kingfisher, but only just!|
Suddenly it was like someone turned on the lights as the sun rose high enough to illuminate the marshes and birds began to rise from their slumber. Godwits stretched whilst large herons of grey and white varieties floated lazily over the reedbeds.
|Great White Egret, one of 2 Birds|
|Could it be? Yes! Greater Yellowlegs|
|Adult Eastern Yellow Wagtail|
With a long yomp back along the beach still ahead of me, I decided to rejoin the ever increasing number of socially distanced birders enjoying the confiding Greater Yellowlegs in glorious mid-morning sunshine. It had been closer during my absence but watching it feed for a while alongside Redshanks seemed the right thing to do before heading back to the car.
|Back for Seconds...|
|...and the Yellowlegs showed superbly|
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