Saturday, 10 October 2026

Njörðr - a sea kayakers journey

I have completed my first year of sea kayak training. Given the milestone, I felt it was important to provide an in depth summary for the masses of people who will likely be interested. I suspect the overall number of interested people might well be a round number... 

Nonetheless, there is much to be celebrated here - if only by me. 

As part of early Dove Step efforts we did a channel equivalent paddle, over two days with an overnight wild camp. It was class. 

Kurt Finch (Nomad Sea Kayaking) who led the trip has this to say at the end of our first days paddling: 

‘Guys did really well. Launching into conditions well above their ability levels. Impressed with Stu’s recovery following a capsize – which went smoothly. Ed did particularly well in his short waterlined boat – keeping pace with the longer sea kayaks. Gooders did well to keep up despite double-figure vomiting episodes owing to motion sickness. We worked hard and we’re looking forward to our beds'. 

Sea Kayaking off Shingle Street during Dove Step 2, Suffolk - April 2015

Following the 2015 paddling I didn't sit in a kayak until 17th August 2025. Then followed a years worth of immersion into the world, the hobby, the lifestyle of sea kayaking... 

I purchased my first kayak - an old P&H Quest from Facebook Marketplace for £100. It needed some TLC having been lashed to a roof rack, piercing both sides of the cockpit. Anglia Yacht Brokerage sorted this out for me and the maiden sea voyage was a paddle from Brightlingsea to Clacton on Sea - return, with Kurt from Nomad Sea Kayaking who we had previously used for the 2015 paddle:

Clacton on Sea, 12th October 2025

Christmas was spent in Lanzarote, on the last day of their paddling year, I got to paddle with Sea Kayaking Lanzarote:

Sea Kayaking off Lanzarote, 21st December 2025

To say the Lanzarote paddle was epic would be an understatement. Whilst rounding a headland off Playa del Papagayo, a Brown Booby flew in off the sea and perched above us! We stopped paddling to admire the booby, as we did two Egyptian Vultures broke the skyline above it! Memorable, to say the least, you have to use your imagination but all three birds are visible in the below photo taken by Juan Valencia: 

Brown Booby and Egyptian Vultures - Playa del Papagayo, 21st December 2025

Moving into new year, on the 23rd and 24th of March I paddled with Sea Kayak Dorset, completing their two day 'Level 2 Course' which resulted in Paddle UK 'Explore Award'. Awards have no bearing on ability, but it is nice to track progress as a novice...

Classroom work with Dorset Sea Kayaking, 24th March 2026

On 16th April I paddled with Barry Iszard of Lollystix Paddles an East Anglian paddler and by all accounts a bit of a legend. This got me out in rougher conditions locally, with wind and waves, which resulted in a solid capsize off on our way back into Dovercourt. I remember been proud that I held onto my paddle in the water - which suggests I hadn't managed this up till then! 

Dovercourt paddle, 16th April 2026

May saw me attend my first kayak symposium, the 'Midwest Kayak Symposium' up in Tayvallich, Argyll. This was a great event, with three days of paddling well paced for a beginner like myself. In some respects in was a bit overwhelming, with so much coaching thrown at you. I did enjoy an afternoon paddle up to the Faerie Isles, with memorable sightings of Osprey, White-tailed Eagles, Black Guillemot and Brittle Starfish beneath the boat. 

There was also blooms of Moon Jellyfish in Loch Sween, jellys I would go on to see a lot of over the course of the paddling year! 

The Virgo - I love this boat

For the symposium and to assist with my learning I got an ex-demo P&H Virgo. The shorter, more stable plastic boat made it easier to chuck up on the roof rack and also practice self-recoveries.

One of the highlights at the symposium was meeting and paddling with Donald Thomson in person. In my opinion a living legend. The only person to have kayaked to all 169 Scottish islands! More than that, he had an agreeable coaching style. Over the last year I have really responded to some coaches, of which Donald was one.

My last paddle with Nomad Sea Kayaking was on 27th June, a one day paddle and overnight camp, sadly the return leg was called off due to the wind. By the end of June the blooms of Moon Jellys I had seen up in Loch Sween had made it down to the Suffolk coast, along with Compass Jellyfish, albeit in smaller numbers... 

Camping out of our boats on the Suffolk coast

Moon Jellyfish - Shingle Street, 27th June

On the 09th July I had the opportunity to paddle with Deben Canoe Club - Woodbridge is quite possibly the nicest place I have ever visited. The people were absolutely wonderful. As soon as I got out the car a chap was chatting to me about my boat and sailing, a random passer by - not even a paddler - then helped me get my boat off the roof! The club paddlers were all lovely too. We did an estuary paddle from the Yacht Club, up to Melton and back.  

From early July I felt confident enough to solo paddle, albeit with oversight from my wife running along the promenade as I paddled in view along the seafront. This was a game changer as it allowed me considerable more paddle time and opportunity to drill self recoveries and also practice without waiting for group. In particular, I practiced forward paddling with proper trunk rotation which Jim Ellis of Ipswich Canoe Club (ICC) coached on the River Stour, on the evening of July 16th. 

Semi-solo paddling, with a bit of overwatch provided a leap a leap in skill - but also helped with feeling comfortable in the boat and sea...  

First solo paddle, Felixstowe 05th July

First solo paddle, Felixstowe 05th July

August came with a feeling of real momentum with the regular paddle time at sea. I was frustrated a lot during the first half of the year, chomping at the bit to get out and not getting the opportunity.  Several times I was asked not to paddle, owing to lack of experience, which I understand but this is also self fulfilling. You need the opportunity to paddle in testing conditions to gain the experience. 

My first paddle of August was an estuary paddle with ICC, from Pin Mill up river into Ipswich, with return leg into headwind and rougher water. Pushing the headwind I really focussed on trunk rotation and the forward paddling Jim had taught me the month before, relishing deploying coached skills. 

The Orwell was absolutely full of Moon Jellys on this paddle. At times it seemed like every paddle stroke was disturbing clusters of them. 

ICC paddle on the Orwell, 01st August

Brittany - game changer: 

A massive leap in my sea kayaking came via five days of paddling in Brittany with Camino Kayak, led by Vincent Achard and with a mixed group of mainly French paddlers with one Icelandic, one Corsican and a Brit (myself). The first three days were coached, with a mixture of skills, surfing and getting out into the open water - gently getting exposed to winds and waves. There was paddles with rain, wind and the occasional squally showers - but a lot of the time was idyllic sandy beaches, beer, wine, cigarettes and communal eating! It was very French and very enjoyable... 

Strawberry Anemones - these were common when we beached and looked at rockpools 

Typical lunch stop

Nice comparison of P&H Virgo and Scorpio boats. I paddled a Scorpio all week and loved it

'My' boat took a dive off the trailer just before the Groix paddle and received a tape repair!

Celebratory selfie having made the crossing from the mainland to Groix

Outdoor cooking and drinking on Groix

My roommate and paddle buddy Óli

Our route for the crossing circumnavigation and return crossing of Groix  

Trip participants 

A very Brittany photo - taken by one of the other participants - happily paddling the P&H Scorpio

The Groix paddle in particular felt like a real achievement, liked I'd bank my learning to date and exceeded myself. Not ashamed to say I felt emotional making landfall after taming the open-water crossing. 

ICC North Norfolk Sea Kayak Weekend - consolidation:

Lunch stop on Blakeney Point - by the old coastguards - iconic! 

Lunch stop boats

My much loved Virgo

ICC - North Norfolk Sea Kayaking weekend participants 

On 13th July Jim let me paddle with the club out of Felixstowe Ferry on one of their sea kayak evenings. The conditions were well above my ability, but I absolutely loved it! With onshore Force 5 winds I capsized twice in the surf, including a proper washing-machine effort! One of the main reasons I appreciated it so much was the actionable intel. It gave me a measure and informed onward training.  For example, low-brace training in Brittany, which I hadn't done before, made a lot of sense when I thought back to the conditions on that Monday night and how a low brace may have been useful! 

On the ICC North Norfolk trip, two months after my Monday nights swims, I paddled in Force 5 - 6 westerlies, including a play in the waves at the seaward end of Blakeney Point - without disgracing myself! I also employed my practiced trunk-rotation, forward paddling to battle home in a headwind. 

Onwards:

My priority now is to consolidate this years training and experience. I am paddling with ICC again tomorrow, out of Dovercourt and have my first pool session, to start learning a roll, at the end of the month. 

For the millions reading around the world I will be sure to chart progress on this blog. 




Friday, 6 March 2026

Foot It - Konungr


101 species - 158 miles - 331k steps 

Friday 30th January 2026

The rain. Paddling through literal shit. Crippling anxiety. Work calls. General unpleasantness. This was not the penultimate Foot It day I would wish on my enemies. On the upside, I did find the entire west Suffolk population of Tree Sparrow - at least 20 birds - round a pheasant feeder and gathered in a hedgerow to the north of Ingham. You should’ve been there. 


I clocked 15 miles to Elveden is decidedly unpleasant conditions. It did stop raining for the last hour or so, but in terms of effort for reward - it wasn’t very inspiring. Not for the first time in this Foot It campaign I questioned my life choices. 

99. Tree Sparrow

Saturday 31st January 2026

What a difference a day makes - blue skies were visible first thing and the cloud burnt off to reveal a cracking blue-sky day. 

As I walked out there were plenty of thrushes, masses of Skylark and my first Woodlark of the year singing. Initially the Woodlark were distant over arable blocks - then territorial birds close-to on the heath. Eventually I had birds song-flighting right overhead! Stay mystical. 

Woodlark was a much hoped-for and very worthy 100th species. At this point I transcended from mere mortal to a Foot It deity. One ton up. A three digit bad boy. New found self respect blossomed with each step.

Without the spring-like weather window my 101st Foot It tick would not have fallen, but fall it did in raw magnificence; Goshawk. 


With the best part of 10 miles left to march home I had plenty of time to reflect on Foot It. My performance. The lows. And the spiralling highs of just one month, birding on-foot from the house:

Through literally every denomination of weather I marched 158 miles, witnessing 101 species of bird!

We need to keep this in proportion:
  • Rosa Parks refusing to move from her seat;
  • Neil Armstrong mincing about on the moon;
  • John Prescott punching the protester that threw an egg at him;
  • Michael Phelps winning 8 Olympic medals at the 2008 Olympic Games - having also won 8 at the preceding 2004 games; and
  • Jonny Rankin walking up on 101 species, in inland West Suffolk with no estuary or coastline for miles, in the month of January. 
All of these feats give the youth something to aspire to. Will anyone post a Foot It total of 101 in West Suffolk again? No.

It relied on a series of coincidences:
  • A perfect combination of genes, creating a pedigree walk-birding machine;
  • Solid nocturnal and diurnal navigation skills;
  • Recently installed hearing aids (19th December 2025);
  • A grey goose influx;
  • An efficiency of trespass without getting caught that the invisible man would envy;
  • Masses of Crossbill after a few years drought;
  • An ability to suffer, for hours; and
  • A not insignificant dose of raw, unbridled, luck (eg self finding Bean Goose and Firecrest).
Some other reflections:
  • Grey geese, Goosander and Merlin will continue to get harder in future Januarys;
  • I think Cattle Egret will be a January bird in coming years, I’ve only seen one locally - but if they follow the trajectory of Great White - an egret trio is a real prospect; and
  • Yellow-browed Warbler will be there for the taking in the future, with birds arriving in larger numbers and wintering.
I think the January Foot It record could be boosted to the 130 mark, in a south coast or North Norfolk location and with serious mileage and reasonable luck.

Almost all Foot It 2026 participants were gifted White-fronted and Bean Geese, owing to the influx. Locally there was far more Crossbill than there has been for several years. The cold-snap to start the year definitely assisted in adding species for me, I could have done without the prolonged rain mid month, but beggars cannot be choosers. Till next January Foot It’ers… 

100. Woodlark 
101. Goshawk 

I include my full Foot It 2026 19 species - coloured red - for which there was one sighting on one day and the two that are bolded and red are just absolutely mental patient records and prove the potential for Foot It - in just getting out there! 

  1. Greylag Goose
  2. Tundra Bean Goose
  3. Greater White-fronted Goose
  4. Barnacle Goose
  5. Canada Goose
  6. Mute Swan
  7. Egyptian Goose
  8. Common Shelduck
  9. Northern Shoveler
  10. Gadwall
  11. Eurasian Wigeon
  12. Pintail
  13. Mallard
  14. Eurasian Teal
  15. Common Pochard
  16. Tufted Duck
  17. Goldeneye
  18. Goosander
  19. Common Pheasant
  20. Grey Partridge
  21. Red-legged Partridge
  22. Rock Dove
  23. Stock Dove
  24. Common Woodpigeon
  25. Collared Dove
  26. Water Rail
  27. Common Moorhen
  28. Eurasian Coot
  29. European Golden Plover
  30. Northern Lapwing
  31. Snipe
  32. Green Sandpiper
  33. Black-headed Gull
  34. Common Gull
  35. European Herring Gull
  36. Lesser Black-backed Gull
  37. Great Black-backed Gull
  38. Little Grebe
  39. Great Cormorant
  40. Little Egret
  41. Great White Egret
  42. Grey Heron
  43. Bittern
  44. Eurasian Sparrowhawk
  45. Goshawk
  46. Western Marsh Harrier
  47. Red Kite
  48. Common Buzzard
  49. Tawny Owl
  50. Little Owl
  51. Common Kingfisher
  52. Great Spotted Woodpecker
  53. Eurasian Green Woodpecker
  54. Common Kestrel
  55. Merlin
  56. Peregrine Falcon
  57. Ring-necked Parakeet
  58. Raven
  59. Eurasian Jay
  60. Common Magpie
  61. Eurasian Jackdaw
  62. Rook
  63. Carrion Crow
  64. Coal Tit
  65. Marsh Tit
  66. Eurasian Blue Tit
  67. Great Tit
  68. Eurasian Skylark
  69. Woodlark
  70. Common Chiffchaff
  71. Cetti's Warbler
  72. Long-tailed Tit
  73. Goldcrest
  74. Firecrest
  75. Eurasian Nuthatch
  76. Eurasian Wren
  77. Common Starling
  78. Mistle Thrush
  79. Song Thrush
  80. Redwing
  81. Eurasian Blackbird
  82. Fieldfare
  83. Stonechat
  84. European Robin
  85. Dunnock
  86. House Sparrow
  87. Tree Sparrow
  88. Grey Wagtail
  89. Pied Wagtail Wagtail
  90. Meadow Pipit
  91. Common Chaffinch
  92. Brambling
  93. European Greenfinch
  94. Redpoll
  95. Common Crossbill
  96. Common Linnet
  97. European Goldfinch
  98. Bullfinch
  99. Eurasian Siskin
  100. Common Reed Bunting
  101. Yellowhammer








Monday, 26 January 2026

Foot It - Corax

98 species - 127 miles - 266k steps


Some of my earlier Foot It posts - from those heady days of early January 2026 - are frankly intoxicating. Maximum miles, maximum birds, maximum awesome… as the species per mile ratio diminishes and the targets dry up, it’s harder to motivate oneself to absolutely crush miles. 

Work and family responsibility held Foot It opportunity at bay, with this afternoon my first opportunity to get out and crunch miles. The weather was beauts yesterday, but other commitments came first. I could’ve chased down Goshawk, I might have kicked out a Woodcock. Life is so cruel…

Once the morning downpour finally eased off - I left the house at 13:20,  for the first time in this Foot It campaign I headed south - water bodies, the river valley and Breckland are all north of my position. But I did want to include at least one southerly march, just to cover the points of the compass… there was also the tease of having seen Red-crested Pochard on a farm reservoir at Rushbrooke back on 14th December 2015. You should’ve been there - it was so magnificent. 

Red-crested Pochard - Rushbrooke, 14th December 2025

Red-crested Pochard - Rushbrooke, 14th December 2025

The southerly bearing, the drizzle, the A14 underpass, the poor visibility. 

Walking into the drizzle 

Farm reservoir 

It is rare that I think something I am doing is mental - at the time - sometimes after the event, hours or even months later I’ll reflect on a life choice and think; that was mad. But I knew marching out on a driech afternoon was, mental. I knew it when I started, I knew it half way through, I knew when I got the the farm reservoir (which held no birds) and I knew it when I got about 2 miles from the house… then…

Through a gap in the hedge I saw a large bird perched on a pylon. I backed up, the large bird was actually two; two Raven perched up and looking absolutely magnificent. 

The now hallowed pylons! You can just make out the Raven on the last pylon

Record shot of Ravens

Raven could’ve evaded me all month even all year locally, given how sporadic they are. That said, I rarely head south and it is covered in pylons! It wouldn’t surprise me if they breed on one of the pylons that way.



Thursday, 15 January 2026

Foot It - Regulus

97 species - 119 miles - 249k steps

At this end of proceedings Foot It ticks are occasional drips vs the wild torrent of the first few walks of the year... 

A tip off from my man Joe led me to make the 7 mile yomp to the hide at Micklemere, leaving the house at 06:10 under a crescent moon, I covered the distance in good time and was in position 2 hours and 25 minutes after leaving the house. 

Sun-up West Suffolk style

Despite passing through several territories - I failed to connect with a Barn Owl - which remains firmly off my Foot It list. 

Initially my Pintail targets were not on-view, which did cause an amount of questioning and self-reflection. Why disturb the household stupid early to walk through the frozen darkness, to then sit in an icy hide? Like what is my actual problem?

Drake Pintail - Micklemere 14th January 2026 (image courtesy of local birder Trevor)

I didn’t have to reflect too long before I spotted the two drake Pintail - initially obscured by vegetation. Then in full, glorious view… all self doubt evaporated and I felt like a real-world champion. 

I also gained a new Foot It mammal tick in Fallow Dear. Incredibly, I also learnt that there are Beaver nearby! Albeit penned and on a private estate! 

Footpath crossed a carrot field - took most of it with me

Fallow Deer

Fallow Deer

I decided to cut west, to Livermere, seagulls were my main target - which would prove to be ridiculous - as the mere only held Black-headed Gulls and four Great Black-backed Gulls. On my way through the village I paused to check some hedgerow Goldcrest… hold on one cresty, McCrest Face minute… that isn’t two Goldcrest… it’s a Goldcrest and it’s FIRECREST friend. 

Firecrest - Great Livemere village 14th January 2026 (mobile phone shot hence quality) 

Firecrest - Great Livemere village 14th January 2026 (mobile phone shot hence quality)

Firecrest - Great Livemere village 14th January 2026 (mobile phone shot hence quality)

Firecrest - Great Livemere village 14th January 2026 (mobile phone shot hence quality)

Firecrest - Great Livemere village 14th January 2026 (mobile phone shot hence quality)

Firecrest - Great Livemere village 14th January 2026 (mobile phone shot hence quality)

Firecrest is a seriously good bird locally. I recall a single bird at Livermere Hall about 15 to 20 years ago. Otherwise, you have to get up to Brandon Country Park to see them reliably. 

On the back of the drake Pintail, I felt like a champion. A legend. Transcending normal birding boundaries. Who finds a Firecrest in the middle of nowhere, in a hedge backing onto a children’s playground people’s gardens?

Off the shitting scale. 

I won’t pretend today’s mileage haven’t taken a toll. I am pretty wrecked - but the satisfaction I feel makes it all worth it. Just three more species to hit the big 100 target... 



Monday, 12 January 2026

Foot It - Monday, Monday

 

95 species - 100 miles - 208k steps

The long forecast for the remainder of the month looks very wet, with the wind resolutely from the south and rain until the 25th. As such, I am dropping steps when the weather is somewhat cooperative. 

I was out the door by 07:30 and couldn't believe how mild it was, already 8° with the wind coming from the south, for the first time this year. I got up to Hall Farm and checked the top reservoir, where I was richly rewarded by a single Coot and literally no other birds. I carried on, enjoying winter thrushes, Meadow Pipits and Skylark - but no year ticks. 

Sunrise at Hall Farm

I was stopped in the café for some breakfast and was pretty despondent, resided to my fate; walking the three mile walk home with no further species added. Not to be defeated, I decided I'd extend proceedings by checking the other reservoir. 

Empty reservoir 

Checking the bottom reservoir was pointless, there literally wasn't a single bird on it. Absolutely pointless. 

The lack of birds did nothing for my mood and I questioned my life choices as I started to trudge home. 

Then, when I needed it most, a year tick came speeding into view, a small falcon labouring with a prey item. I have no idea what the prey was - perhaps a Skylark or even a Redwing? There was plenty of Redwing around. 

This is the second time I've had Merlin in the same spot - with the previous back in the Covid lockdown days, some years ago. I marched up the hill and then got seconds of the male Merlin as it flew across my view and then away from me. Merlin is a very, very good bird locally and could easily have evaded me all month or indeed year. I only had two records last year, one at Lackford and another at Knetishall Heath:

Merlin - Knettishall Airfield, 30th November 2025

There is some moral to this tale, about not giving up and ensuring you jeep on walking and trying or something... insert your own inspirational quote here.  

On the way home, I checked the muck heap again. Still no Jack Snipe, Richard's Pipit or Eastern Yellow Wagtail!?! Which is ridiculous really. 

Muck heap and nearby pool

Be sure to catch up with the latest Two Jonnies for a summary of the first full week of Foot It and to find out who your Foot It leaders are:

Njörðr - a sea kayakers journey

I have completed my first year of sea kayak training. Given the milestone, I felt it was important to provide an in depth summary for the ma...