Another start at first light following my usual track through the cemetery where it was all but bird-less. Radipole wasn't as productive as yesterday but the Lapwings remain, Cetti's Warbler & Water Rails were as usual vocal while some of the wildfowl were close enough to photograph.
A couple of female Shoveler,
male Tufted Duck
and female Tufted Duck.
On leaving the reserve, this 'colour ringed' Pied Wagtail was perched atop the Bowls Club and may prove interesting to one of the local recorders if anything can be made of the combination and colour of the rings? A walk along the sea-front killed a little time until once again I boarded the X53 service this time to the east. Today's target was a little more exotic than the Lyme Regis Dipper but no more exciting or beautiful.
Arriving at Christchurch, Dorset's most easterly town on the western edge of the New Forest, the 'welcome committee' could not have been better. Busking in the subway this man was playing the best banjo sound I had ever heard live - worth a 'quid' of any one's money.
My target had been at the Stanpit Marsh Nature Reserve for a few days now and along with a Whooper Swan and a Curlew Sandpiper, both also of great interest, the prospects looked good.
so I followed the path (and the directions kindly sent to me by Kevin Lane the Dorset County Bird Recorder) to the
Visitor's Centre where there was a very warm welcome but the news on the Swan and Wader was not good, "not seen today"! On the other hand what I had come for was viewable from the window, so just a short walk back through the gate and the
Glossy Ibis was at point blank range.
This was an addition to the GB Year List, bringing the total to 159.
It must be at least a decade since I last visited this reserve so a great opportunity to refresh my memory, firstly looking across the marsh towards
Christchurch Priory,
Blue Tit,
several Little Egret,
a fairly obliging Curlew
with lots of Mallard and
Mute Swans.
It proved most useful, in more ways than one, to have received an invitation to stay overnight at my friends in Parley Court, where on arrival Janet was digging potatoes for tonight's soup, followed by