Had to wait till 3 o'clock before I could even contemplate on going and with the weather taking a turn for the worst I thought this was not gonna happen!!
Luckily Howard was there to convince me to give it a go, so twenty minutes later myself and H was on the road and half hour into the journey H does his usual and falls fast asleep as I battle alone through blackened skies, hale and rain slogging it up the A12, surely this bird is gonna do the bolt - its a bloody swift.
Arriving in rain we jumped out the car and sped walked down the 2.5 mile track against the worst hale and rain storm that you have ever seen, soaked to the bone, scrapped Howard of the floor after he decided to do back flips that went terribly wrong, we climbed the bank and frantically searched for the bird until our arms were aching so much (time for a new lighter pair of bins me thinks ) when someone eventually shouts "there it is straight out" Boooooooom panic over the skies clear, out comes the Sun and we are treated to superb views of this far eastern wanderer that puts to bed a twenty year dip for H.
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