I called in briefly at the flash this afternoon on my way to do the weekly
shop and saw first a rufous female cuckoo fly over Horrock's followed by a
little egret.
Everytime we have extreme weather conditions I feel that there's a possibility
that something good may drop onto the flash. This evening we had the most
dramatic of thunderstorms, the sky went black and the heavens opened. I was
next to Horrock's hide which of course was closed because it's never open when
I need it, and it was like standing under a waterfall. Suddenly the sky lit up
as lightening bolts flashed across the heavens, two, three at a time, one to
the south, another over the ruck and seconds later the ground shook with great
claps of thunder.
At times it was like looking through mist, especially close to the surface of
the water where often all I could see were the heads of mallard and grebes
bobbing along the surface. Out of the mist came a black tern which flew right
past me and then was gone, never to be seen again, but just the kind of bird I
was hoping for. To be honest there could have been other stuff there but it
was just so difficult to view in the conditions. After an hour I gave up and
headed home.
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