At the Broads’ edge is Breydon Water, the meagre remains of the once Great Estuary (See Broadly). Here the three main Broads’ rivers join (the Bure, the Yare and the Waveney) to flow as one through the port of Great Yarmouth to find ultimate union with the North Sea.
Weather forecast being favourable, 7th March I took a walk out there. And there I learned a valuable lesson: As a bird photographer, I’m better at landscapes!
Thereafter I took photos of mud . . .
And talking of marshes . . .
It’s early in the year as yet but later there’ll be cattle and horses all across here. Since time immemorial, these marshes have been valued for the quality of their grasses.
The reeds that flourish in these drainage channels once supported bearded tits (I know, for I remember recording them for a BTO survey). Now those are gone, but the moorhen, coots, mallards, shelducks and tufteds, and the reed and sedge warblers remain. It’s just a mite too early for most of them yet.
And it seems I’d collected a speck on my lens around about here! Yet when I turned my focus back to the mud, that speck disappeared . . . as did most of the birds!
The joining of Waveney and Yare.
I also spotted a couple of teals and some pintail ducks, but typical of my luck, they flew away.
It’s been called an ‘island’ since C19th when a navigation channel was cut to connect the Waveney to the Yare and thus severed this part from its parental marsh.
Reeds, water, windmills and sky . . . a lanscape typical of the Norfolk Broads