This juvenile black stork is recovering from damaging its wing whilst on migration. And having stayed with a vet down in Jersey for a time he’s relatively used to human company. So used to people in fact that after a few minutes he walked within inches of me and then seeing his reflection, attacked my lens with a swift peck.
But, nerves getting the better of me, I ducked, missing the money shot. And having failed to eat me, he tried my camera bag instead.