Holy Island

Having left on positive news, I got to Holy Island for the second safe crossing period of the day then tracked across the dunes to reach the small crowd well-spaced around some small pines. It didn't take long to secure views of the ASIAN DESERT WARBLER but good views required more patience. Towards the end of my two-hour stay, it flew right into the tiny pine I stood next to, then moved to another stand where it was really rather obliging, allowing nice scope views of this characterful - and extremely rare - bird. With so many good SLRs pointed at the bird, I didn't fuss too much about my own photography. The ghost of my desperate chicken-pox dip in Kent a few years ago was truly laid to rest.