Moorhen & Chick

It was a bright but overcast day in Spring as I walked along the towpath beside the River Weaver. Spotting a movement in the boggy ground beside the path ahead of me, I walked quietly up with the camera at the ready, to find that I had come across a moorhen undetected.

As I focussed on her, she saw me and started retreating towards the reeds, frantically clucking and flashing her tail. I saw the chick just in time to include it in the picture, and in the next instant, mother and infant were gone.