|Concrete proof that Grey Phalaropes have legs|
Well, not half bad at least. The strong southerly airflow continues, making for dramatic seas and interestingly blustery viewing conditions; expectations weren't especially high for this morning, but a three-and-a-half hour seawatch produced five Little Auks and 24 Little Gulls south, two each of Grey Plover and Dark-bellied Brent Goose, and most notably, a Grey Phalarope. Alighting briefly on the natural pavement at the base of the Brigg - conveniently just as I'd nipped out to use the lack of facilities (otherwise it would've gone unseen) - out of maybe seven or eight individuals I've come across here since arriving a couple of years ago, it's the first I've seen stretching its legs.
|Little Auks, going the wrong way again|
|Pretty much the extent of this morning's duck movements - Teal, Wigeon and Mallard in one happy family|
|A Dark-bellied Brent just avoiding the plughole|
|A new arrival on the cliff slope (during about ten seconds of sunshine)|
*I'm clearly so spoiled these days that I forgot to mention the six Snow buntings, four Twite and Jack Snipe on Carr Naze on the way back.