I arrived at the river and in front of the Kingfisher nest burrow at a little after 9 this morning and thankfully there were significantly fewer dogs than on my recent previous visits. The Kingfisher activity was just wonderful. This was one of those really special days that I will never forget. The activity started almost immediately with constant calling from the male who seemed to be in and out of the nest burrow repeatedly. It was as though he was inviting her to come and join him. He was displaying to the female who was coming and going as well and at one time she was on the mud below the nest watching him as he flew around the nest entrance. There was almost constant noisy calling and much flying up and down the river. From time to time they were in the willow tree that my hide is tucked in to proving that they are totally accepting of the structure. I was hoping to see some mating activity and though it probably happened, unfortunately I didn't see it. The male at one point started to re-excavate the burrow which was a first for me as I haven't seen this kind of activity before. Interestingly, the female investigated another hole just a few feet away from the original one but after a flew visits up to it she changed her mind again and returned to the original hole. I tried very hard to get some interesting photos but I am a bit too distant for brilliant shots but never the less, its very interesting to watch them, a real privilege.