Tied to the ribbon of the tideline
It’s rare for me to photograph Dunlin. They’re normally too far away and I don’t want to disturb them. It’s only if I lie still for an hour that I have a chance with them, and that normally involves getting mud in everything.
Sometimes I have a stroke of home-made luck when I get a magnificent flypast:
And today there’s a solitary Dunlin tied to the tideline with a flock of Sanderling.
I really must take some time, get a hide which lies flat on the ground, spend a few days enjoying their personality and behaviour, and take some proper photographs of them.
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