Walked from Goldcliff Point to Redwick and back this morning, in the hope that the Slimbridge White-tailed Eagle might have decided to touch down on the levels - no such luck. A dozen Whimbrel were the 'highlight' along with a trickle of hirundines and a few scattered Cetti's Warblers.
My digi-binning technique could do with a bit of work, the brown blob balancing on the rocks is a Whimbrel, honest. Just above the bird, at the top of the seawall was half a mile of heavy gauge fishing-line and a gaggle of fisher-folk, apparently the latter felt absolutely no responsibility for the former, but then why would they? Click here for another, ever so slightly more extreme, illustration of why humans are shit.