The water was as rough as the North sea with white horses and waves splashing up the west banking.
These conditions seemed to suit the hardy lads out in the sailing boats who did,nt seem to mind a dunking in the ice water, braver men than me, and amazing to see the speed these boats get up to in windy conditions. It was good to meet and put a face to membership secretary Robin Boardman when he got back on dry land. Robin and his gang are going to let me know if anything untoward turns up in the area.
With nothing moving in the skies and the disturbance on the water I concentrated down below the west banking near the stream which turned out to be a good move with wall to wall Wheatear totalling at least 24 and scanning what I thought was another Wheatear on a distant post I picked out a broad white eyestripe and found it to be a cracking male Whinchat.
Just 2 Meadow Pipits on the Nyjer seed so far.