I headed back to the inlet this afternoon in the hope getting some more kingfisher shots. I still am not satisfied with what I have got and will continue to strive to improve until I am. I love a good challenge! I decided to back off a bit in distance from where I usually sit as the kingfishers have been avoiding the perches close to me when I am there. I learnt at Zealandia that a metre in distance can make a huge difference to the birds, so I moved over a couple of metres further away from the perches. It worked, almost immediately a kingfisher sat on the perch and tossed his dinner down in front of me. I will continue at this distance for a while then slowly inch my way back to where I was last year. This year’s birds just need to be trained! Actually I think they are training me but that’s ok. It was peaceful and quite at the inlet this evening, until the hawk flew in that is. The spur-winged plovers flew into the air in a mad panic and the hawk chased them around for a bit before flying off, and the kingfishers vanished. It happened so fast I almost missed it, only managing to get a few clear shots of the hawk before it was out of range. Five minutes later everything was back to normal again and the kingfishers returned.