We didn't stay long, and headed instead for Minsmere. Now Minsmere is a great reserve, but I have never seen it so barren. The scrapes that should have been teeming with Avocets, other waders and gulls were instead teeming with a Mallard. Yes, Mallard singular. A long-staying Fudge Duck, always distant, was inadequate recompense, but five minutes watching the sea produced a Sooty Shearwater, a Pom, and an Arctic Skua, after which I fell asleep in the dunes. Meanwhile at Landguard somebody found a Barred Warbler and a Pied Flycatcher. We didn't go back.
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