Snettisham RSPB.
The foreshore of the Wash.
We stopped off here to see the young Ringed Plovers and Oyster Catchers before meeting up with J&G at our next reserve on our annual pilgrimage to Gods Country. I say that about all the places we go to in these fair isles, so no letters please. If you've ever spent a winter on the remote island of St Kilda, enduring the relentless battering day after day, night after night, in the open, from the North Atlantic, as G has, then, you may imagine what we went through to bring you these photos and this blog. And hardly a bird to be seen. There were two reasens for this. Because of the atrocious conditions the birds that were toughing it were sheltering with their young behind anything they could find. The rest, mainly chickless adults were all in the hides!
Despite the conditions we loved seeing the young Plovers and I can only imagine how nice it would be to come in the summer!
The day before this was Snettishams world famous pier.
Ringed Plover, Oyster Catcher, Whitethroat.
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