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Still shattered from the Common Nighthawk. Walking 8 miles around that field and river in search of it roosting and carrying a 500mm lens over my shoulder all day has taken it's toll. Aching all over but here are some images from early morning.
Me and my dad then decided to pop back to the car and have some food. We then headed down the coast to the bay it seemed to favour and got set up. Already it was fishing and it drifted off and I thought the chance had gone little did I know it would fish for an hour.