Archive for Sep 23rd, 2012


Bootiful Norfolk

As we looked out of the window this morning the weather vane had moved around to the north east. It screamed rarities.

A quick call to the South of Northrepps; a good 10 yard walk from the car and we were greeted by the coal tit like drawl of a Yellow browed Warbler – untypically  elusive this Siberian traveller did not show again. We moved on.

Given the weather Blakeney Point seemed like a good idea. It was dismissed as some of us didn’t like the sound of the 4 mile walk on shingle. After we changed destinations several times Gun Hill further west on the coast won the vote. We were looking for a Pechora Pipit – for no other reason than it seemed like a good target to have in mind.

Having worked hard in the garden yesterday I was aching and it seemed appropriate to leave my heavy camera behind. As we dressed for the weather at the back of the car it could have been one of my companions or a voice in my head that said “you’ll regret not taking your camera”. Do birds know when you haven’t got your camera?

Walking along the sea wall it was Tim who first saw a pale warbler skip along the path side vegetation. It looked interesting. Twenty minutes and several brief sightings later it still looked interesting but we were no further forward with what it was. It changed genus several times before Booted Warbler was settled upon. It was decided to put the news out as a probable Booted Warbler … just in case we’d made a horrible blunder and misidentified some eastern race chiffchaff.

Leaving the warbler ranging over a 100m stretch of vegetation we went back to the car to have a warm drink … and to collect the camera before returning along the seawall. This was a little in vein as it never showed as well as it did originally but a nice bird to see never-the-less.


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Sep 2012


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