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Binham Priory and Warham Greens

Binham Priory was another historical site I was yet to visit, and with such stunning skies I felt confident I could take in some local history and up the new list too. The Priory itself was set amongst high ground to the north of the village, and along with the pillars and ruins the church itself is still used today for local services. I am not a religious person, but I do enjoy visiting churches and can't help but get caught up in the moment, imaging what might have been occurring here 900 years ago at its inception. There are a few finds inside on display, flint tool heads, even a coffin.
Walking amongst the ruins, I was especially pleased to spot a Buzzard alighting in a bare tree, and then it joined two more on the breeze. Other new birds for my historical sites list included Stock Dove, Pied Wagtail, Goldfinch and Collared Dove. 

Of note driving from home to the north coast, 1 Red Kite near Lenwade, and 4 more Buzzard at various localities. 

Moving onto Salthouse, we had lunch at Cookies Crabshack, the usual Crab salad going down a treat. I look forward to a Summer visit when we can sit out the front and admire the view across the marshes. With plenty of light in the day, we headed to Blakeney and whilst I didn't know quite where to look for the reported BNG and GNDs, we saw a smattering of the expected Waders, tonnes of Brents and bumped into my cousin Ben and Uncle Colin who were after the Lapland Buntings, which they got albeit in flight. We instead headed back to the car, and from Blakeney Guildhall I added Curlew, Redshank, Turnstone and Cormorant to the aforementioned 'historic' list. 

Final stop of the day was Warham Greens, which was superb and offered us good views of 4 Hen Harriers, including 1 male. Walking back to the car as the Brents came over calling was, as always, magic. 

 Binham Priory
 Blakeney Harbour
Grey Plover 
Brents over Warham

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  1. Binham is worth repeated visits, one late summer day the place was buzzing with Hirundines. Pied Wags nest in the walls, and Owls are easy to come by too. Never seems too busy either!

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  2. Thanks Mike, a mid-summer visit definitely in order for here and any other sites too. Be great to get a feel for the place then, and get an idea of breeders in site.

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