I went out at about 9am and unexpectedly spotted the orange breast of a kingfisher chick near the small dead tree just downstream of Snipe Meadow. It was right out in the open for several minutes, occasionally looking down for fish but mostly preening itself. It flew down to a branch just above the water and sat there for a few more minutes. Then a call came from downstream. It cocked its head then flew off in that direction.
I pushed through the nettles and looked over a fallen tree to see the two of them perched a few feet apart. They stayed like that for a few moments and I was lucky to get a photo of them together. Then the other chick flew off downstream and the first stayed looking down for a few more minutes. There were no attempts to fish during all this time, although there were small fish breaking the surface of the water at intervals. It eventually flew off under overhanging branches.
I returned at about 4.30 and there were short tinkling chick sounds in the stretch above the weir where they were two days ago. Some keys jingled in my pocket and reminded me of the sound. The reflection of one bird was in the same place, mostly with its blue back showing but occasionally half turning to show orange and white. The other came out on a branch and flew further downstream almost to the weir. Then the first one came and perched right by it, on another fork of the same branch. There was no sense of competition or animosity at all, even though they were both looking down at the same fish. There were sounds as they moved about but they perched in silence.
They moved two a couple of other branches, each time perching close, and once almost touching. Then one flew off up and one downstream. I followed that one back on my way home, and it found it moving from perch to perch right by Snipe Meadow. It was attempting to fish, though clumsy and unsuccessful. It appeared not to go straight into the water as well as an adult. It was certainly trying though, and diving from different perches, some much higher than an adult would use. I was willing it to catch a fish all the while. It flew into some trees on the near bank as I passed. No sign of an adult all day. The chicks appear to be fending for themselves.