Thursday, November 21, 2013
A lunch-time walk brought the two godwits still on East Marsh. Once again, they slept or preened, but I didn't see them feed.
Watching from the black bridge, I saw them walk across the island to the other side - possibly because a crow had just landed near them.
The hide below the information boards is no better than the others, and in the end I went back up the slope and snapped a shot over the top of it. The godwits are rather lethargic and one of them seemed preoccupied with its right foot or lower leg; but without my scope I couldn't really see what was going on.
The flood held at least thirty-four wigeon, and four golden plover flew in from the west.