The appearance of a Marsh Warbler just a short train ride away at Seaford Head was much too tempting to resist. A nice close by rarity and the possibility to end my slump? Of course I went. It was perhaps too spontaneous a trip though. Within forty minutes of hearing about it I was on my way. Not the wisest of ideas as I then realised it hadn't been seen for a few hours. Ah well you never know, it may pop up again. Apparently not. And despite the best efforts of several people, it remained unseen and unheard. I gave it an hour or two before conceding that yet again I had succeeded in dipping. Of course, it was relocated in the evening, much later than I was there though.
Oh well, at least I managed to life-tick a Green Hairstreak Butterfly. A rather tatty individual, not the usual stunning green, but still a fantastic looking butterfly to see, it even posed for a couple of quick shots.
My 500mm is in repairs at the moment, so maybe in a couple of weeks it'll be back to birds....
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