“The Race is Not to the Swift…

… nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to
men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance
happeneth to them all.”          Ecclesiastes 9:11

The swifts were flying low and fast, so were the sand martins and the swallows…sometimes so close I could feel their wings next to my ears as I rose to the impossible challenge once again… My stategy being if I just keep trying, I may just be able to capture something…anything really, until now all I managed to do was frighten the spoonbill, heron and cormorant off before I got within reasonable range, the marsh harrier was there too flying away into the distance…laughing at me….

The sand martins are really quite small and unpredicable…the swifts are a bit bigger, slightly more predictable than sand martins but just too fast for human reactions, even with a shutter speed of 1/1000th of a second…out of 400 attempts today this is the only frame worth showing. 😉