4.30am and I really should have double-checked the “tune” I selected for my alarm call.
I’m in Kings Lynn Travel Lodge and as much as I love Foo Fighters, it’s not the gentle awakening I was hoping for.
Commissioned to document the International Curlew Fieldworkers Conference and nursing a pretty heavy cold, I layer up, and top up the paracetamol plus caffeine that’s keeping me moving.
It’s one of the highlights of the weekend, a wader spectacular at RSPB Snettisham, Norfolk.
It’s easy to see why people travel the world to visit this place, it is a three-sixty-degree spectacle. I’m sure there were more curlew encounters than I picked up on, but that familiar and topical call came on the journey back from the car park. Drawing my attention from the distant male goldeneye, playing hide-and-seek and revealing three curlews cruising overhead.
