Sunday, March 06, 2016
We drove along the single-track road to Achnahaird through a snow-storm; but it was a couple of degrees above freezing and the flakes were melting as they hit the ground.
The beach was messy with plastic and other manmade debris; so we filled a carrier bag as we walked, in particular disentangling lots of blue fishing-line from seaweed. Four curlews flew over calling, and three lapwings were on the fields. Beyond the dunes, golden plovers were foraging; Greger counted fourteen. Some now have quite advanced summer plumage.
At Badentarbat, a greenshank was feeding in the shallows as the tide crept up the short strip of sand at the north-western end of the beach.
Three ringed plovers and two oystercatchers were also present. A handful of meadow pipits at Altandhu were possibly migrants, new in. Birds are on the move - not many, not yet - but it's begun!