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[17^^ January 1952] noticed the two little birds winging past the 
caravan away from the nest 200 yards away! 
In the afternoon we went into Portland. 
The two Wood-Swallows were still in the 
same spot on the road where there was 
also a party of BUFF-TAILED THORNBILLS. In 
Portland I looked up Noel Learmouth and 
found he was at bowls. So I had a 
very few short words with him and left. 
We returned by Cashmore and the 
heathland to Bridgewater Lakes. To the north- 
west was a fantastic array of huge sand- 
dunes marching in from the sea, swallowing 
up the ti-tree. To the south were sheer cliffs 
with some of the most immense clouds of spray 
rising up against them that I have ever 
seen. Below us, sheltered from the sea by 
the dunes were the Bridgewater Lakes looking 
oddly out of place, green & reedy, where they 
were. On one a Magpie-Lark was walking 
on the water weeds. A visit to the 
Dotterels assured me that the nest was not 
deserted - but they were off like a shot. 
