Cley in Norfolk on Saturday. Freezing cold wind. On the lookout for the stray American Wigeon. An unconfirmed glimpse among a flock of everyday Wigeon but too cold to hang about.
Returned to the same spot at 9.30am yesterday. Much brighter, much warmer. No wind. And there it was. Dark eye patch gleaming smartly and the white line on its wings glowing in the sunshine. A fine-looking bird.
Also stumbled across eight Shorelarks inbetween the end of the East Bank and the Northern Hide.
And five Snow Buntings between the hide and the beach car park.
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