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INSECTS IN NORFOLK BROADLAND IN JUNE. 

 By Ernest A. Elliott, F.E.S., and Claude Mokley, F.E.S. 



We had long promised ourselves a little collect in the Nor- 

 folk Broads, from which great things were, judging from our 

 exjoeriences south of the Waveney, to be expected, and, as a 

 sequel, found ourselves in Norwich on the 9th of last June. 

 Thence we started on a glorious, breathless morning to easily 

 jog wherever the caprices of the erratic bike might chance to 

 land us, ready to collect an hour or so at any likely spot upon 

 the route. And they were not wanting : Surlingham Broad, 

 Rockland Marsh, and Buckenham Ferry are splendid ground, 

 and very hard to beat entomologically. Tea-time found us at 

 Acle, and the next morning we limbered up in a gale, and sallied 

 forth in its teeth with a leaden sky above us ; the sampling of 

 Filby, Eollesby, and Ormesby Broads became a trying matter 

 with a wind that followed your net and emptied its contents as 

 soon as captured. Thence we came down to Caister, via its 

 grand Castle, for letters and lunch, reaching Winterton by the 

 coast-road during the afternoon. The sandhills would doubtless 

 be very prolific on a calm day. These elemental conditions 

 continued on the 12th with the happy change of a much lower 

 temperature. x\t Horsey the road deserted us, and the machines 

 objected to move with any attempt at rapidity over the cracked, 

 baked edges of the dykes till we encountered a hedge, and took 

 more of it away than we could have wished — in our tyres. A 

 weary drag over Brograve Level to Stub's Mill was tempered 

 by lunch at Hickling Green, and we at length put into Stalham 

 in a downpour. The grass was still wet when we tried to ride 

 over a two-feet growth of it in a futile attempt to cross the Ant 

 next morning, having eventually to detour to South Small- 

 borough, on Barton Broad, which we agreed would be a fine 

 locality when it was not raining with less than 50" F. Wroxham 

 Broad was never moister than on the 14th, and we feared the 

 sheets of water falling into it might cause an overflow, so trained 

 to Norwich. But it looked brighter beneath a gorgeous sunset, 

 and the Hoveton Marshes yielded several captures of note. 

 Then the rain-god desisted, and Horning, St. Benets, Ranworth, 

 Salhouse, and Woodbastwick next day made pretty pictures, 

 typical of Broadland, when one managed to run out from behind 

 the scenes, where nestle the villages and their attendant roads. 

 The " Bell " at Norwich saw us back at night, and the next day 

 streaming through Attleborough, on a puncture, to the home of 

 the flint-knappers. 



Thanks to the pluvial inclemency of the weather, insects 

 were very scarce and generally of the commonest, though a few 

 interesting species of every Order put in an appearance. The 



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