An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
20 April 2014
Classic conditions for a half-decent arrival or two today; E to NE winds with the odd front, and associated precipitation, passing over. As a result there was a good array of waders at Goldcliff, amongst the 18 species on show were: nine Ringed Plover, three Grey Plover, one Knot, one Sanderling, one Curlew Sandpiper, 237 Dunlin, one Ruff, 15 Black-tailed Godwit, 7 Bar-tailed Godwit, 12 Whimbrel, one Spotted Redshank (in almost full summer plumage [sooty jubbliness]) and one Greenshank. Also three Dark-bellied Brent Geese on the pill, a lone lingering Wigeon, one Yellow Wagtail and two singing Reed Warbler. I should have hung around longer, something better was bound to have dropped in, but homemade cake beckoned like nothing had beckoned before.
Having dipped the Garganey yesterday, popped back to Boat Lane/Redhouse and snuck that into the notepad too.
Part of the calidrid flock, including the Curlew Sandpiper decked out in its most dull-diddly-dull-dull plumage.