In mid February David and I went over to Dungeness. On the way we stopped off to see a smart, but distant Black-necked Grebe near Winchelsea. As David drove down a very narrow country road I spotted a Sparrowhawk flying towards us. As it settled in the bush to the left of the road David slowed down, and as we got to where the bird was, he stopped so we could enjoy it at extremely close quarters. I could almost have opened my window and reach out to touch it!!
A little further down the road the grebe showed after a short wait, but it was impossible to get close to, and the light was also not particularly good.
At Dungeness, we searched for a Jack Snipe that had been seen occasionally from the hide. However, unsurprisingly we had no luck there.
In fact, we were beginning to think that it had been a total waste of a trip when suddenly I spotted a Bittern flying past us. It then turned and flew into the reedbed in front of us. At last something decent for us to photograph. About 15 minutes later another Bittern also flew into the reedbed.
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