There was a sizeable flock of Golden Plovers near the road north of the Welney reserve today, which offered a pleasant distraction as I scanned the area for signs of the Roughleg. I eventually saw the buzzard perched in a distant Alder hedge- too distant for any worthwhile photograph, but just enough detail was discernable through the scope to allow me to jot down a few pencil sketches. The buzzard flew out across the fen towards the line of pylons and landed in one of the fields, and was lost to view behind a block of maize. I tried to get a better view by driving up one of the small droves nearby, but could not relocate it. I did however come across a peregrine, white breast standing out against the black soil.
