Walking through the Rhombus Field today a snipe fell out of the sky and plummeted in to the ground right in front of me, its long beak embedded in the snow. I warmed the wader inside my jacket until it began to struggle, opened my jacket and it zoomed away across the River Stour. I’ve had encounters with snipe two days in a row.
I’ve noticed increasing numbers of snipe all over Wilden Marsh recently, and I snapped this one earlier today along the border fence between the Rhombus Field and the Tenant Farmers Field. For the last two years, with the help of the marsh cattle, I have tried to create ground condition favourable to snipe in the Rhombus and Tenant Farmer’s Fields. The snipe is any of about 25 wading bird species in three… Read More