A very rainy weekend in Norfolk had Andy and me clicking our heels. We decided to spend a little time within a forecasted weather window down at Cromer Pier. Trying hard to find something of note among the gulls … we failed … as miserably as the weather. Even a loaf of Sharon’s best homemade could not muster a Caspian or a Yellow legged on this dark dank day.
The only things we could find of interest were a Greater Black Back with some odd bill feathering and an adult Black headed that despite being in winter plumage had the subtlest of pink suffusions to its underparts. There’s always something to look at even when it’s raining stair rods.
Letter From Norfolk 