Thursday February 23
Too lovely a day to have wasted by waking up late after a short night!
Walking along Sheringham sea front in February with my coat open is a new experience. Searching the rocky groynes from the esplanade didn't bring anything apart from Turnstones. We walked down the steps and east along the path, scrutinising each stretch of rocks. I thought I'd struck lucky at the second one but only had a glimpse. Then, for no apparent reason, a much larger flock of Turnstones than was visible, rose and flew to the next groyne, a 'different' bird amongst them. Some patient watching and a single Purple Sandpiper rose into view before dropping into a crevice again. We had several short views before returning to the car.