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A beautiful example of a thermos
The weather forecast wasnt great. But there was a glimmer of hope. A bit of sun was forecast for the morning. So I grabbed the opportunity and went out to Greylake.
I haven't been here for a while. Its very much a winter destination (in the summer, its a field with some cows in it)
I arrived at the car park and watched some Reed buntings on the feeding platforms. However I will not put any pictures of them below because:
a) They were in the shade
b) It has been done to death
So instead I decided to take some shots of these rarities as I strolled to the hide.
Yes I know you can see them in your back garden but the sun was out. I had to take photos of something!
At the hide I noticed the camouflaged outline of Robin Morrison. Eyes pointed down the lens he casually mentioned a Stonechat on a post. BLOODY HELL!! Hes a good photographer and all, but how did he know it was me!? The force is indeed strong in this one.
Luckily it soon became apparent that Robin isn't a Jedi, he had assumed I was someone else. He then seemed slightly amazed that I had missed 30 odd bugelling Cranes... I had. No doubt I was to engrossed with bloody Blue tits near the carpark.
As we were chatting a triple combo of Marsh Harriers were flying about in the distance.
3 Marsh harriers
The ducks didnt really care, knowing full well that Marsh harriers never catch anything (I think they eat grass). Needless to say they didnt decide to come very close (they never do).
Even further off in the distance a Peregrine sat on a dead tree. Standing sentinel (or maybe just sleeping). I really needed him to get off his arse and splat a duck...
Fortunately I didn't need to worry. All the ducks took off by themselves. No idea what caused it. The all panicked and flapped about for a minute or so.
Ahhh... This is why I go to Greylake :-)
Then Steve Balcombe joined in (not with the ducks). Both he and Robin entered into unfathomable Canon camera talk. 7ds, mark 2s and so on. Even though Andrew has explained it to me I still have no idea about the Canon system of whats more decent than something else. Why dont they just say 1 is a bit rubbish and work up from there?
Anyway I thought I would leave them to it and take picture of this wagtail (he was desperate to be on film).
Its hard to get a picture of a Wagtail doing something interesting
Soon the conversation moved on from Canon cameras to thermos flasks (at this point Robin had noticed that I was processing everything, taking it all in for the blog). Now here it is, processed, and output :-)
Now according to Steve there are thermos flasks and real thermos flasks. Robin meanwhile had a rubber coated thermos, which he was very fond of until it got stolen from this very hide. Sadly I was without a thermos, but have not developed thermos envy. Perhaps as winter draws in I might suffer from it?
All the talk of hot water had reminded me just how freezing the weather had got. The wind was getting up and the sun was loosing against the clouds.
Just before heading off I took a quick picture of this Snipe (which is actually 3 Snipe).
It like Wheres Wally
Robin had given up a few minutes before (there were tears in his eyes, he loved that thermos and it was all flooding back).
I said my farewells to Steve and wandered back.
This strange man was stood on a gatepost (the thermos had driven him mad)
There were some serious flocks of Lapwing mixed in the a good lump of Golden Plover. Truly spectacular. Sadly the light had gone but it was still great to see them over head.
I was going to head up with Robin to a viewing screen closer to the action. But...
a) I was frozen
b) All I could think about was a cup, a teabag, some milk and... hot water