Beautiful, birdy Wicken Fen

Went to the pub, but just for one b

eer, watched a webcam of chicks in a nest, watched a know-it-all old boaty bloke entertaining some folks on a fancy cruiser. After he turned up at their boat for a third time( slightly piddled), they were starting to look a bit fed-up. Anyway we went back to Trundle for our dinner, and then he appeared from his boat ---- long grey hair all slicked back, checked shirt, and leather waistcoat. wow a bit of a rocker ???

The next morning, it was off through the small lock to lovely Wicken Fen, the UK's oldest wetlands reserve.The pic is our mooring spot, the other one is a small plaited mouse called Mousy( he is made of wicken rush and was purchased from the expensive National Trust shop !) 3 years ago I bought a frog that hangs in the window. I call him Wicky, however we have a chum called Wicky, so it can get confusing. The misty pic is the view when I opened the door at........ 5.20am( on a sunday morning, I will have you know) before I dragged Mick out for a spot of birding. Not that we are much cop at this. we see a lot of LBJ's ( little brown jobs- unidentified). However this time, we actually managed to see one of the 3 cuckoos that are here, a roe deer in the sunlit reeds, nesting lapwings that make the most delightful sound, they sound like someone has picked them up and squeezed gently. aah. Hey and Hero Mick rescued a 5lb bream for me. I saw him on his back in the reeds, gasping for air( why does this picture seem familiar ?), and we got a pole and gently turned him over and away he went. As you can see from pic, the weather is glorious and it looks like it may carry on for a day or two. Off to Burwell Lode, to get a sunday paper and then back to the top of Wicken Lode for the day. Might have a bbq tonight.

1st of the summer. !

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