Wednesday found me down at the Tring reservoirs in milky sunshine and a bitingly cold wind, little was stirring at Marsworth, Startops End or Tringford, so I set off for Wilstone. The water level was very low at Startops, but the others were less badly affected. At Wilstone the reeds were high and dry, but I spotted a wader, a Lapwing, shortly after arriving at the edge of the reeds.
Soon after my arrival I was joined by several flocks of Greylags, and a lesser number of groups of Mallards came flying in. They chose to fly in with the sun behind them which was a shame, but occasionally I was luckier.
I also spotted a Grey Wagtail just at the edge a bit further along, and beyond it were some Mallards that were skittering on the ice which had formed for around three feet close to the water’s edge.
I stayed around for a while, but the biting wind soon got to me and the overall activity dwindled, so I set off to Westcott to help Lizzy get some time to herself as Joshua was not quite his cheerful self, and both had not had the best of nights.
