Christine's walking & birds blog

Dorney

In a slightly brighter spell between showers I paid a visit to the flood. I took my scope this time, and was able to confirm that the dunlin now present is not the individual I saw there on the 10th.

Once again the lapwings would rise into the air calling for no apparent reason, and it was always a panic to see if I could spot the dunlin amongst them. By chance, I caught it in flight.

Snipe were everywhere; and - with much difficulty given their disappearing acts into muddy troughs - I counted twenty.