We took a trip out to walk on the heath at night. There may not be another time when both kids are saying they want to go out looking for Nightjars, so we broke cover and headed to Roydon last night. On the sandy ridges a male Wheatear greeted us and Woodlark flutterbyed around. The sun set gloriously and shortly after the churring began. Hedging our bets on one likely looking horizontal bough in a low oak, the winnowing silhouette of a lone Nightjar flicked over the horizon, across us and up into the speculative bough. Everyone happy, we walked back through the gathering gloom and into the darkness of night, a merry band.
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