Nope, this entry isn't a veiled homage to the classic Simpsons "Monorail" episode, where Homer J gives a possum a new name, it's a reference to the outrageous behaviour of the midges at Marshside and later Taggs Island....
They were out in force and biting like bugger...especially up near Crossens Inner. Really annoying.
The marsh was fairly quiet - a Merlin and Kestrel on the outer marsh, and Little Egret and squealing Water Rails north of Polly's Creek.
A pair of Skylarks were dustbathing in the Sandplant compound, and up to 60 Greenfinches and Goldfinches were feeding on seedheads.
A single Small Tortoiseshell was on the wing here too.
Skeins of Pinkies about too, but it was pretty murky on the outer marsh.
A big raptor perched up in the haze may have been a Common Buzzard, but was too far away to tell.
A single Stonechat was around the sandplant wall,s and the Glossy Ibis had been about earlier from Sandgrounders hide, as had the regular Water Rail, but neither were showing when Neill and I went in.
All the usual stuff feeding and roosting - Lapwings, Goldies, Blackwits, Wigeon, Teal etc.
Tired of being feasted on by the midges I drove down to Taggs Island, where the little weasels were still biting, but not as bad.
Taggs was okay - three Stonechats, doing their bit to reduce the midge population, about 20 Meadow Pipits, Skylarks, Reed Buntings, Mistle Thrushes, Wrens and a single female Teal.
A splash about in the reeds produced 7-8 Common Snipe, and at least 3 Jack Snipe, one of which flushed about a foot away from me.
Small gull roost on the beach, just the usual species.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...