One day whilst on a mission to find a marsh that did not want to be found my friend Clive and I came across a small group of Turnstone sitting on a rock near to the bank. Clive in his enthusiasm jumped out of his jeep wanting a closer shot and started off down the bank. Knowing Turnstone as I do I knew he would never get to the bottom of the bank before they flew away and so I sat and waited for them to come to me!