Welney WWT reserve is nearby and a contrast in facilities. The pond across which a bridge/walkway leads ont to the Visitors' Centre held much of interest. Swallows collecting reeds and mud for a nest under the walkway, landed whilst waiting for us to pass.
A pair of Reed Warblers were busy feeding unseen young whilst a few Damselflies zoomed about.
From the main hide, a few remaining Whooper Swans fed in distant pools; probably injured in some way so haven't made the journey north.
The 10 minute walk to Lyall Hide in mid-day heat seemed longer. The hide was described by Pam as 'the worst ever, everything that could be wrong was'. The seating benches were very high - even my legs were swinging - and did not afford a decent view out of the slots. If I craned I could see fairly close but Pam had to stand up to do so, the static benches cutting into the back of her legs. Enough of that.......
What a repetitive song the Reed Bunting has.
Reduced to counting Redshank (45), we tired of waiting for the elusive White-spotted Bluethroat to appear and left to lunch on a sandwich at 3.00 p.m.
This Year's Greylag Flotilla
Fordham Bridge, our old favourite for Golden Oriole, doesn't appear to have any this year. Lakenheath is more reliable these days.
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