Yesterday Ann and I went to Wicken hoping to see the Hen Harriers at dusk. ISO cranked up to the stops, lens fully open, focussing failing, four seconds for the grey birds to glide out of the gloom and into the reeds. Then today we were at Fowlmere watching a Water Rail preening at the edge of the reeds, when it flew! I was so surprised I did nothing for two seconds, then I threw the camera at the bird. This was the only frame with the Rail in it, below the focussing points. But I've never seen a Water Rail in flight before.
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