Twice we’ve seen a kingfisher flashing around Institute beach.
Aren’t they only meant to be found around rivers? Apparently not. They’ll come to the coast and feed around shallow waters.
We watched a Winterwatch that featured kingfishers dipping and diving, fishing and fighting, in Ramsgate harbour.
The kingfisher we saw could have been a male, there to claim and protect the little lagoon of Insititute beach as his homebase.
He (or she) was too fast to get into our cameras.
But he flew tantalisingly near to the wall where we were watching.
An old Christian (man) came up to tell us he’d seen the kingfisher perched on the railings barely 10 feet away from where we stood. About half an hour ago. While we were out on the rocks on the other side of the beach. Boo, Bum, and Buggeration!
That would have been the Gold Medal Moment.
And the Triple Gold Medal Moment is the kingfisher plunging into the sea and coming up clean with a fish in its mouth. With our cameras locked on, zoomed in, filming it all.
Oh well. There’s always a next time. And a one day.
Birds make you mad. With excitement. With delight.
Illlustrations: Hazel Brown; Words: Ian Nisbet