Most of the action took place in the first thirty minutes. Dave drew my attention to a Peregrine sitting on a distant pylon, and as we looked at it, a flock of about 50 Golden Plovers flew east beyond the pylon.
We had hardly finished congratulating ourselves on that bit of luck when Dave struck again, picking up a pair of Goosanders as they flew towards us.
Back at the car a flock of 30 Meadow Pipits rose from long grass of the plantation field behind the Netherstead copse.
So the two year-ticks were both casual visitors to the patch, while I reckoned there were five species which basically live here all year round which we were still to see. One of these muscled its way onto the list as I was driving out, a Kestrel, which flew over the copse and away towards the village.