Such a calm beautiful day that I just had to go out to the inlet.
I was seeking kingfishers, and though I got my portable hide out among the reeds for the first time in ages, and sat patiently for two hours, I saw almost nothing, and certainly nothing I could turn into a good picture. I spotted a friend who had set up in his chair back near the car park so I folded the hide and went back. At this stage I saw a kingfisher among the autumnal branches of the big tree.
In the afternoon, I went down to Hikoikoi reserve and saw this pretty songthrush hopping round on the grass.
However, the great, the glorious news was that when I put my head around the corner of the boat shed, George was back. I have visited Hikoikoi almost twice a week since the great storm in June 2013 which was the last time we saw him. I think my hopeful visits were a source of amusement to at least some of the boat shed owners. George is back. I am delighted.
Good night all.