Okay, so it ain't the superb Citrine Wag at Seaforth today (nice one Pete and co), but while I was on the sands at Ainsdale this morning at the height of the tide, a fine young Black Tern came winging into a small Sarnie Tern roost at the bottom of the Green Beach.
No scope or anything, so forgive the poor, shaky "point and press" pix, but any day with a Black Tern in is a good 'un!
It settled for awhile over the peak of the tide, hunkering down into the wind like the Sarnies and Common Terns which seemed huge next to the ladder-backed beauty in the roost, before it headed north along the tideline to join a larger congregation (it is Sunday vicar!) further up the coast.
Good numbers of waders on the tide, as you would expect - Sanderling, Dunlin, some spanking full summer plumage Grey Plover, Ringed Plover, Knot, Turnstone - all the usual suspects, while up at Southport, Golden Plover were dropping into the marsh off Fairways, where a large Oystercatcher roost was building and six Little Egrets prowled the marsh grass.
Wheatear here too, with three on Southport beach yesterday at 8.45am, and a few parties of alba wags dotted about here and there.
Gorgeous crazy big green sea off Ainsdale, with plenty of crisp white breakers - but as is often the case, too wild to pick much up moving offshore, although there were a few Gannets passing.
Sometimes just watching the Sarnie Terns commuting against a stormy horizon is enough.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...