I arrived at 1630 when it was a little cooler and had the place to myself. Not a lot of action when I first arrived. No birds to be seen on the scrape, just a water rail screeching.
The whitethroats appeared and had food for the young in the nest.
A young stonechat was flitting between a bramble and the grass as it hunted for food.
A deer ran in front of the hide.
A sedge warbler was hiding in a hawthorn bush.
Mr and Mrs Gadwall flew in for a bathe.
Several butterflies and damselflies.
One more bird species than my last visit, but surprisingly 8 different birds, bringing my year total for the reserve to 81.
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