Grabbing the odd moment

Consumed by school at the moment, hence a gap between updates here. Now that the patch is more tricky to visit regularly, I appreciate it being there even more. Nothing scarce to report, just some general goings on that keep the broads ticking.
The bat detector has proven a solid investment, and despite missing an outing with the Norfolk Barbastelle Study Group due to car problems, I have been amusing myself down at Surlingham now the nights are pulling in once more. I am getting to know good bat 'spots' and have enjoyed some close encounters these last 2 weeks as the young Bats join the adults on the wing. I have recorded Noctule, Brown Long-eared, Soprano and Common Pip so far, and last year Daubenten's were hunting the Yare and no doubt are doing the same this year. If anyone knows of any swarming sites in and around Norwich, do let me know; that would finish off the season nicely.
Whilst the bird activity has been quiet, 5 returning Wigeon are a sure sign of the season changing, and both Cetti's Warbler and Robin are singing again. The Greylag flock are back together across the river at the evocative Wood's End, and many of their number roost on the lagoon at Church Marsh. Kingfisher, Green and Great-spotted Woodpecker, Sparrowhawk and Kestrel have all been seen or heard in the last 2 weeks. Best of all, 2 Barn Owls against a pink sky hunting together at Church Marsh.
A walk round Wheatfen had me and the insect life clinging onto the dregs of Summer, for Hawkers were on the wing along with Red Admiral Butterflies- glad to see a few of these this year, better late than never.

Couple of Bat walks coming up- Weds 26th with Norwich Bat Group (Mousehold Heath looking likely) and Sat 29th at Surlingham. Bats, and a beer afterwards. http://www.rspb.org.uk/reserves/guide/s/surlingham/events.aspx

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