From The Guardian on 19-Oct-2014 21:30
It sounds as if a small and very distressed piglet is being horribly tortured just a few yards away. But this is no porcine cry for help, but the call of a water rail, hidden deep inside the densest reedbed. Its a sound I hear almost every time I visit a bird reserve here on the Avalon Marshes; yet I can count the times I have actually seen a water rail in Somerset on the fingers of one hand.
So I was pleasantly surprised when, on a visit to the new Tor View hide at RSPB Ham Wall, someone spotted one walking across the flattened reeds just below the hide window. I say walking across but in the second it took me to focus my binoculars the rail had crept beneath a thick pile of reeds and simply vanished.
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