Enjoyed the novelty of leaves and branches yesterday as opposed to eating dust on Plex not seeing anything, so this morning I got up way too early and was on the Hesketh Golf Club embankment long before a chap has usually had his first cup of java.
Conditions looked promising - misty, cool and overcast after rain in the night, but very little was moving.
Plenty of commoner warblers singing, but just one Redpoll buzzing through, and two Wheatears in Wheatear Corner, with a White Wagtail.
The Ruffs were getting jiggy and Dunlin groups were scurrying about much like yesterday on Fairclough's Pool.
4 Wheatears in the Sandplant compound, with two Whitethroats there and a singing Chiffy, plus the usual Skylarks, Mipits and Linnets.
In the shimmer on the edge of the rising tide good numbers of pristine summer plumage Grey Plovers looked stunning, but were just too far off.
Steamboat Willie still on the Junction Pool, and two White Wagtails at the back of the Sandplant lagoon.
The Sedge Warblers were singing their bits off at the corner of Marshside Road, so I crouched quietly on the roadside and they soon came out and sat up to chunter away in the sun.
Popped into Sandgrounders Hide, where a Common Sand was bobbing about on the island (my first one this year), but it was a bit hot in the hide, so I pulled out.
By now it was lunchtime and I went back down to Hesketh Road, where I met up with Ralph Jones and had a flyover Tree Pipit, before it was time to head back out onto the terrible Plex flatlands and eat more dust for no return apart from a few Grey Partridges and Wheatears.
Eyes to the skies everyone eyes to the skies...