Saturday afternoon in the Ponteland hide at Hauxley and a Water Rail crept out below the hide. I started taking a few shots but the bird reacted to the shutter noise and darted back into the undergrowth only to return and give me a decidedly down beak glare before continuing off up the bank. It was the only shot taken without grass or major focus issues.
A Little Grebe paddled past giving a similar disdainful look probably depressed by the murk.
Whilst the Redshank just shook it off like water off a waders back.