Went for a misguided wander in the dunes north of Sands Lake today, just before the heavens opened for the umpteenth time - conditions looked good, but it was beyond pants.
Reed Bunts, Sedgie, Skylark and Mipits, no Chasers out even on the most sheltered pools.
Swifts and hirundines still moving through.
A few Gannets fishing close inshore over the low tide.
Area around Sands Lake itself was a bit better, with 1 Blackcap, 3 Whitethroat, 1 Chiffchaff and 5 Willow Warbler singing, but they've been around for a few days now.
Time to reflect on the painful decline in Spring passerine passage, ruefully debated in the Legless Arms on Friday night - it ain't getting any easier to find the goodies these days.
At least the walk gave me time to admire some of the summer flora in the dunes - the orchids are sprouting up, but a good few weeks behind the Flag Iris and Cuckoo Flower.
The thumping sounds of Drum and Bass vibrated through the air from Pontins ("I believe the youth call it "bangin' sounds" M'lud") as the rain got insistent and began to really hammer down.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...