The rain sluiced down the front windscreen of the Land Rover, it ran down my neck, up my sleeves and down past where a sane man's billies should be (BST ain't over yet).
I don't mind a good downpour if there's a wind behind it, but there's something truly dispiriting about constant rain on a calm day.
I sat and looked at the 20+ GBBs on Ainsdale beach over a lunch of soggy sarnies, and knew just how they felt.
Rain running off their bills, hunched up and cheesed off, a flat grey swell rising gently over a flat grey beach...the only motion came from a few scurrying groups of Sanderling.
Earlier in the day, several thousand Pinkies rose from the marsh south of the Sandplant and headed inland for a day's feeding, and a few Mipits pushed on through.
Duncan Rothwell even managed a group of Swallows in the dunes, and the Little Bunting was still doing its thing at Seaforth today.
To lift the spirits, I logged onto Olof Jonsson's excellent Corvo blog when I got home....real birding.
BANG! and BANG! indeed, nice work Olof!!!!
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...
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8/10/09: Red Kite reported over Ince Blundell woods today, Med and Ring Billed Gull around Crosby Marine Lake. Busy, busy, busy!