|Jenny, Peter, me and Elis at Hunstanton.|
|Fulmar on the sea, Hunstanton|
|Grey Plovers moving along the coast past Hunstanton cliffs|
|The first hide at Titchwell, a great place to get to know your waders.|
Suddenly Peter burst in breathlessly,
"They've got an odd wader up there, they can't decide if its a Baird's or a White-rumped Sand!"
|The mystery stint drew a big block of admirers|
|The mystery stint preening itself|
|The same bird|
|Same bird a bit closer|
|Common Snipe (foreground)|
|Eurasian Curlew on the beach|
Returning to the first hide we got excellent views of some of the waders again including this cracking juvenile Red Knot.
|Juvenile Red Knot|
|Juvenile Little Stint|
|Juvenile Pied Wagtail|
...few butterflies were around, just this gatekeeper posed for a photo.
This mst be what it is like to be a bird when we birders are looking at them.
We then tried to find our friends somewhere to stay, locating this Linnet at one place, and then we headed back to Bucks.