Armed with telephoto I went around the lake as the kingfishers tantalisingly moved out of distance every time I stopped. So I inserted myself into the undergrowth and waited. Eventually one forgot I was buried in the palms and landed very close on one of the perches I had seen them use. However he was too close and boy, have they got sharp eyesight because every time I moved the camera to my eye he would look carefully at me ready to dart away. I got a couple before he shot off. Maybe I try again, it gives you great respect for wildlife photographers.
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