Today, I decided on a crazy whim to go to Oare Marshes. It was a sunny day (though breezy) and, excitingly, I have a new camera to put through its paces. New's the wrong word, actually. It's a secondhand and bargain-tastic D700 - it's been well-used but, as far as I can see, well cared-for. After using a borrowed D700 on the Farnes back in June, and being very impressed with its no-noise sensor in the grottiest light, I've been hankering after one for myself. Actually I would have liked the newer D800 even more but it's way, way out of my price range, whereas the D700 I just bought cost less than my (also secondhand) D300 did.
Oare was probably a bad choice to try the D700 on birding shots as you are just that little bit too far from the action, but I fancied seeing some nice waders and I did get a few opportunities to try the D700 on some birds as well as some other stuff.
I walked the loop along the sea wall as the tide came in, and saw very little, did hear some Beardies in the reeds but saw no sign of them.
I wandered down to the hide overlooking the West Flood, which was so uneventful as to be barely worth mentioning... but it did produce one of the day's few butterflies - a Small Heath. I also saw a couple of Red Admirals and Small/Green-veined Whites. Dragon-wise, there were many Migrant Hawkers and a few Common Darters.