How quickly slow becomes fast…

More hot, but the Spotted Redshank was still feeding away on Fairclough’s Pool at Marshside today from Hesketh Road, while two small roosts of Blackwits dozed and Lapwings got freaked by passing, well, everything.
Yellow Wags up past Banks were a pleasure in the heat and a fine change from the insect deluge of high summer, but just when you sit back to enjoy the dusk, it goes crazy, all eyes turn to Porthgwarra and the i-phone goes bananas.
Buzz…buzz…buzz…and the adrenalin kicks in, even though I’ve a few more shifts before I hit the tarmac.
Why do the megas always have to be so far away????

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