It was a warm dry evening so armed with a torch and some insect repellent we headed to the New Forest in search of Nightjars.
The sun was going down as we arrived at the Shatterford car park and I did wonder if my love of birds was now something of an obsession! What on earth was I doing walking across the heath in the dark?
And then at 22.15 the heath came alive with the magical sound of churring Nightjars...........wonderful, absolutely wonderful!
I only wish we had seen one of them, but it became pitch black so we headed back to the car.
Still, it was worth going there just to hear that wonderful churring, I would definitely like to hear that again!
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