A Pitstop at Titchwell

When you are on your way for a week at Blakeney what better place to stop for a break than Titchwell? As it was now late May the reserve was relatively quiet with the emphasis on breeding. On our way along the path to the first hide a Sedge Warbler was uttering its scratchy song in a reed bed and occasionally broke cover to ascend for a song flight.

Further along on the saline lagoons was a now common Little Egret ,strutting its stuff in one of the pools. Like so many other posers, although you have an album full of photos, it is not possible to walk past without taking a few more shots, particularly when they are in still water throwing a reflection. And who can resist those yellow feet?

Not surprisingly the beach was very quiet with just a handful of Oystercatchers and Curlew. Ostercatchers in flight also fall into the "must photograph" category as they usually pass fairly close and their black and white plumage and red bills show up well against a blue sky.

But the pride of place on the beach must go to the one or two Sanderlings that were in transitional summer plumage. Unfortunately, unlike their winter-plumaged counterparts, they were nowhere near as approachable but did allow a few record shots.