Karl J
Well-known member
Friday 16 Jan
Having read something somewhere which sparked my interest and with the weather being fairly reasonable I decided to go down to Haddiscoe in the hope of a Peregrine (something I've never seen) on the electricity pylons which stretch across the marshes.
So after cycling the 7 mile or so I got there only to find the public footpath closed and the walk along the New Cut turned into a building site with cranes, hardhat area signs & wire fencing blocking the way it dawned on me that it wasn't a very good start.
Nothing for it but to turn back, and via the quiet roads & villages of Herringfleet & Somerleyton I took a breather at Smock Mill which is a fairly typical broadland scene of a windmill against a wide expanse of marshes. After about 15 minutes of seagulls and crows it was time to give up and go home. One last look across the marshes and .... Oh !! ..... thats not bad ... 6 Whooper Swans came flying up the river right in front, could even hear the whooping sounds carrying across the mashes as they flew by. Suddenly the day seemed so much better, not a Peregrine but a lifer nonetheless, just as good if not better as it was totally unexpected.
On my way back I soon added
Lapwing, Egyptian Geese, a Wren, couple of Redwing, Longtailed & Blue Tits and a Song(??) Thrush.
Having read something somewhere which sparked my interest and with the weather being fairly reasonable I decided to go down to Haddiscoe in the hope of a Peregrine (something I've never seen) on the electricity pylons which stretch across the marshes.
So after cycling the 7 mile or so I got there only to find the public footpath closed and the walk along the New Cut turned into a building site with cranes, hardhat area signs & wire fencing blocking the way it dawned on me that it wasn't a very good start.
Nothing for it but to turn back, and via the quiet roads & villages of Herringfleet & Somerleyton I took a breather at Smock Mill which is a fairly typical broadland scene of a windmill against a wide expanse of marshes. After about 15 minutes of seagulls and crows it was time to give up and go home. One last look across the marshes and .... Oh !! ..... thats not bad ... 6 Whooper Swans came flying up the river right in front, could even hear the whooping sounds carrying across the mashes as they flew by. Suddenly the day seemed so much better, not a Peregrine but a lifer nonetheless, just as good if not better as it was totally unexpected.
On my way back I soon added
Lapwing, Egyptian Geese, a Wren, couple of Redwing, Longtailed & Blue Tits and a Song(??) Thrush.