It was a high tide so I had hopes to find a flock of twite somewhere round the seaward side of the marine lake but there wasn't any sign of them — or even any linnets — anywhere. Aside from a couple of meadow pipits and a reed bunting it was slim pickings for passerines.
There was a flock of a couple of hundred golden plover and upwards of a hundred lapwings scattered about Crossens Inner and flock of about sixty black-tailed godwits flew in. Every so often I'd catch sight of a possible dowitcher hiding behind a tussock and every time the bird would turn out to be a redshank when it came into proper view. As the light waned it became a lost cause so I carried on walking down the causeway towards Marshside Road.
Marshside sunset |
Still, it's been a nice day and it's a pleasant walk down the back of the marshes from Crossens to Marshside watching the sun come down.
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