My photographic day began, as it often does, at Pauatahanui.
There were at least eight kingfishers in the neighbourhood, and I managed to catch five of them in one tree. The tide was full and the crabs were obviously a bit careless or failed to realise that their buddies were disappearing one by one.
My favourite approach to kingfishers is from the water level, or as near as possible to it. Sometimes this can be uncomfortable, especially if the tide has just receded and sitting on the beach results in a wet posterior. Nevertheless, I got low yesterday and was rewarded with this shot of a kingfisher bursting into flight after diving for a crab.
From there, I went to Plimmerton and found bird heaven. There were white-fronted terns, oystercatchers, and glory of glories, the rare shore plover. They are a pretty little bird, and I believe the local population nest on Mana Island, but come in to Plimmerton to forage for food.
And that’s all I have to say today.