After a thoroughly miserable and Dotterel-free hour or two on Plex this morning, I decided to head over to Martin Mere to have a gander at the Common Crane and picked up Bazzo on the way.
The rain was relentless, and strong winds didn't help, but at least the bird was visible from the United Utilities hide.
Real long distance job in the murk as it fed in the cattle fields, a good 50 miles or so from the hide.
You can just about make it out in this pic - if you use your imagination.
Mercifully after 45 minutes or so, it came over all majestic and took flight, heading out of the reserve, looking absolutely Concorde as it drifted behind the trees and out of sight.
We figured it wouldn't have gone far and after a bit of moseying in the Baby Black Death, found it feeding in a ploughed field off Curlew Lane.
A detour down Mere Lane and we managed to get within 250 metres of the Crane as it strutted its stuff in the driving rain.
The downpour and strong winds conspired to produce some pretty dire digi-scoping conditions, but as cranes are such nice big grey hoovers, it would have been rude not to try.
Thought about trying a dance down the lane to see if it would react, especially when it opened its massive wings, but Bazzo wisely counselled against it.
Mere pretty quiet otherwise, although it does seem to be awash with Blackcaps if nothing else.
Left the Common Crane feeding in the field late afternoon and headed for home.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...