My double dip of Crag Martin at Flamborough last spring was weighing heavy as I stood, in the cold, staring at the crooked spire of Chesterfield this morning. At last, after three and a half hours the bird appeared out of nowhere to a cheer from the restless crowd of 300+. Moving at great speed the bird spent the next forty minutes zipping around the spire. Tremendous to watch, but a nightmare to photograph. Of 373 shots only about 30 contained a bird and all were out of focus blurs.
During our vigil we saw a Peregrine, 85 Pink-footed Geese and a Sparrowhawk that luckily took no interest in the martin.
An excellent day out and thanks to Andy for driving.