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Bowers Marsh walk, February 2021 No. 8

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Bowers Marsh walk, February 2021 No. 8 Two visits to the marsh during February the first was on my own in the afternoon for a change stopping off on the way home at the cemetery overlooking Bowers to get a couple of views across the marsh. Parking up in the car park I quickly set off along the path toward the the fresh water lagoon, a nice bright clear day I head up to the Old Saltings to the sounds of geese and other waterfowl in the distance. Reaching the lookout I scan the lagoon and see the usual array of geese, ducks, lapwings and black tailed godwits, taking a couple of photos looking across Dons marsh I head back, stopping half way down the track to capture a shell duck by the waters edge. I continue on round to the far side of the lagoon seeing meadow pipits taking flight as I walk past and a few gulls flying overhead, reaching the wet grassland on my left looking over toward canvey lots of water laying on the fields. Across the Fresh water lagoon many waterfowl can be seen on

Bowers Marsh walk, January 2021 No. 7

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 Bowers Marsh walk, January 2021 No. 7 31st January after a few days of rain we were up early Sunday and prepared to go even though it was a little frosty and a breeze, stopping off at St Margarets Church as the sun had just broken the horizon, lighting up the wispy clouds behind the church and bathing the church in that beautiful warm glow from the early low sun when standing the back of the church, we head on down the road and park the car. Walking down the track toward the car park we hear the honking of geese from field to our right and some distance on the far side of the flooded field a flock of Canada Geese. Heading for the picnic area the ditch is covered in ice hanging on the vegetation from the levels the water had reached but now has started to drain away leaving the ice suspended in the vegetation and bank. Heading off along the path at a steady pace, eye scouring the sky, reeds and open fields for any movement we see a pair of Stonechats fly from the grasses of the path on