An early morning dart across Yorkshire saw me arrive at 0800am to look for the Desert Wheatear. I walked onto the headland and scanned the area looking for this cracking little bird and in the ploughed field opposite, a Greenland Wheatear scurried around in and out of the furrows. All of a sudden, within feet of me, the Desert Wheatear showed. It was too close to focus on, but eventually moved around allowing images to be taken and performed superbly.