West Norfolk Evening

The Trumpeter Finch had gone so, straight to our hotel in Heacham, arriving at 4.10. After settling in to our very comfortable room, we drove to Roydon Common. What with the noise from the model aeroplane club flying their large boys toys in the next field and the noisy traffic on the road, it was hard to hear any bird noise. Four Curlew rose from the heath and a Linnet posed for me on a fence wire.



Tiring of the noise, Abbey Farm produced a Buzzard for me and a Turtle Dove for Pam. The hide had been swept......
The Ffolkes Arms at Hillingdon for a most acceptable evening meal before driving back to Roydon. The boys were still flying, including a couple of very nimble boomerang shaped flying wings which tumbled around high in the sky. A lovely Hobby swooped through nearby, catching an insect in its talon and transferring it to its beak mid air - as they do.
It's been a beautiful sunny and cloudless day, the setting sun suffused the horizon with apricot changing to deep red as we sat overlooking Dersingham Bog. On the John Denver Seat. Why? Great singer but why Dersingham...?
Our first Woodcock chirped as it started its roding flight at about 9.20. The first of several sightings , just the one of Green Woodpecker though.
The first Nightjar didn't start up until 9.35, still very light. We heard at least 4 intermittently churring whilst we were being plagued by tiny midges needling into any areas not covered in repellant. They found them all. We saw one Nightjar flying nearby and escaped.
Always a 'better views desired' bird. Oh for infrared eyes.