A bird I have consistently struggled to photograph is the Reed Warbler. They are very energetic, constantly moving about the reed beds, suddenly appearing at the edge before disappearing back into the sanctuary dense foliage. Even at this time of year when males are setting up territories they can be hard to see. Unlike Sedge Warblers that will climb to the top of a reed to announce their presence, Reed Warblers will stay low, using a louder voice to let others know they are available. As a result I find them most frustrating to photograph, but always up for a challenge, yesterday I set myself that objective. So I decamped to North Marsh hide at Tophill and settled down.
There was plenty of singing, so the signs were good that I would at least get an opportunity. There was a fleeting visit by a Kingfisher, but the Reed Warblers were a little more circumspect. However, they did begin to show, and eventually after waiting and watching for a good hour and a half I was given some excellent views.
Perhaps the Reed Warblers had been nervous given the singing male Cuckoo on the other side of the river?