Eventually the rain stopped but it’s impact was considerable, more floods and as you can see here the usually dry path to the Church was over four inches deep. Unfortunately during the rain some evil person broke into Mrs Yellow Boots car, not that there was much to steal. She’d had enough to contend with keeping the horses going and didn’t deserve that.
Out at the Harbour in Apuldram, it initially looked like it was going to be a repeat of the previous few days, with only a cormorant visible. However once out by the sea wall it was very different, for a start there were 30 Godwits all
sitting together on an almost submerged patch of saltmarsh. They were standing together in an extended huddle, not feeding just resting.
Further on towards the Mill ruin there were large numbers of birds, too many to count. The spit that extends just in front of the ruin was covered in Knots and Dunlin, with the occasional lapwing and oyster catcher. All huddled together in the classic manner that they’re know for.
Surprisingly, even though it was an hour or more after high water there were many wigeon flying about, a dozen flew past at one time heading south. Wonderful to see so many in the air, they seemed to have realised that the Wildfowling season was now over so they were safe to fly around!