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| We had barely sat down in the hide at RSPB Minsmere when we saw this Marsh Harrier coursing the marsh ... |
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| ... in the fading sunlight. |
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| An eerie juxtaposition: the stately Marsh Harrier flying in front of Sizewell Nucear Power Station. |
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| Swans were flying inland towards Island mere ... |
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| ... while the Harrier kept turning and swooping, |
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| hovering and lifting ... |
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| hovering ... |
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| ... and soaring. |
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| Suddenly there were two ... |
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| ... followed by two Red Deer does. |
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| This little dyke seemed pretty still ... |
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| ... when all of a sudden there was the flick of a tail ... |
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| ... and the telltale ring of bright water. |
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| It became apparent that there were two Otters swimming backwards and forwards. |
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| Every so often a dark shape would emerge ... |
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| ... and at one point this Otter swam across with a fish in its mouth. |
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| Such a magnificent sight, and one I have never seen at Minsmere before ... |
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| ... though we kept looking in the hope that it was only a matter of time. |
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| What fabulous creatures! |
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| Soon there was a scuffle and a ripple ... and the otters disappeared. |
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| But there was one last surprise in store ... |
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| ... our first Common Scoter (a drake). |
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| This is such a magnificent reserve ... |
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| ... with its history (chapel remains of the former Leiston Abbey), Harriers ... |
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| ... and swathes of East Anglian light. |
