Ashley beolens
Breeding the next generation of birders.
I think I have to blame/thank my dad (now internationally recognised as Fatbirder) although my mum was the one who took me out most as a child.
My earliest memory of birdwatching was at minsmere, for years (probably not that many but I was young and it felt like an eternity) I had dreamed of seeing a kingfisher (I see them every day I walk my patch now) and had tried unsuccessfully to see them with my dad a number of times. On this day I was with my mum in one of the hides (the one nearest the carpark at that time) sitting quietly, watching Godwits and Avocets sweeping the scrape for food, when all of a sudden a blue flash caught my eye, and low and behold i had found my first Kingfisher, unfortunatly I could not contain my childish exuberance and bellowed "look mum a kingfisher" at which point it promptly took off in the direction of Dunwich and dissapeared out of site over the reeds.
Ash
My earliest memory of birdwatching was at minsmere, for years (probably not that many but I was young and it felt like an eternity) I had dreamed of seeing a kingfisher (I see them every day I walk my patch now) and had tried unsuccessfully to see them with my dad a number of times. On this day I was with my mum in one of the hides (the one nearest the carpark at that time) sitting quietly, watching Godwits and Avocets sweeping the scrape for food, when all of a sudden a blue flash caught my eye, and low and behold i had found my first Kingfisher, unfortunatly I could not contain my childish exuberance and bellowed "look mum a kingfisher" at which point it promptly took off in the direction of Dunwich and dissapeared out of site over the reeds.
Ash