One slight exception to the worn theme was the Grizzled Skipper: though some were indeed world-weary, others looked surprisingly fresh. However, both Dukes we encountered were very battered... ...and the Walls (found mostly up on the fort ramparts) were only a little better, though strangely the better-looking individuals all evaded the camera. The one Green Hairstreak hardly deserved either part of its name it was so worn. In better condition were a couple of Small Coppers... ...and this single Small Blue wasn't too bad. For much of the day, we thought we weren't going to see one, but right back at the start a Marsh Fritillary appeared and stayed around for a while. Lastly, in contrast to all those somewhat older butterflies, there were some newer ones. A male Adonis, one of several, none of which would open up when settled in the strong sunshine... ...a very fresh Common Blue doing its best to match the brightness of its relative... ...and a Large Skipper, my first of the year. A really good day out, excellent company and a fine array of butterflies in the heart of southern England in spring - what's not to like?

Dave