Christine's walking & birds blog

I visited the grasshopper warbler site earlyish this morning, and heard a few bursts of reeling further into the scrubby end of the field. It fell silent, but then a brown bird flew up from long grass into the gorse, where it began to reel again.


I walked on round the spit but the tide was already quite a way out and I didn't linger. A whitethroat was singing and flying up in display from suitable perches on the bull park.


A wheatear and around a dozen twite were still at the point beyond the camp-site. From there it was a swift walk home by road - and that was my exercise outing for today.