A cautious trip down to the shore with my new hip - my first in over 6 weeks. I was sitting on the memorial benches, looking across at the black swan and idly hoping for an early osprey, when a female marsh harrier flew past low over the salt marsh, downstream in the direction of Lawrenny. It had a go at a passing curlew. All over too fast for a photo. Clearly a female from size and build, almost certainly a juvenile from clean brown upperparts and small white cap. I didn't dare proceed any further as the path gets very uneven.
I've been waiting for a harrier here for 34 years, if anything expecting it to be a winter hen harrier. Coverage at WW isn't too bad actually, though in the summer months there can be little to see and lepidopterists outnumber birders.
