Something to do with the horizon

There’s just something about the Alt estuary, especially at low tide, when the deep gouging of recent storms is revealed in the channels and sheared-off dune fronts.
A brief visit this afternoon gave me my first Ringed Plover flock of the year, six of ’em, fresh as a bunch of Daffodils as they scurried over the sands beside the prehistoric forest (showing very well after Storms Ciara and Dennis neolithic fans), patting with bright feet on the mud in search of prey.

The place looks huge when you stare out to the white horse churn of Liverpool Bay and the grey smudge of the Welsh hills beyond. As is often the way, it was pretty quiet, with just one other person in view the whole time I was there.

20+ Curlews, some calling, were wary as ever, although one or two stayed on the edge of the forest to cautiously eye me up as I walked along the beach heading south, and 100 Redshank with a few Dunlin sheltered from the endless hooley on the banks of the sand-shrouded main channel.

Two of Hightown’s resident Stonechats were foraging in the tidal debris at the base of the new dune cliffs, but they cowered in tight to the sheer sand when a Sprawk came cruising by.

Not bad as bird therapy goes, and on the way back north, a Barn Owl was hunting along Formby by-pass between the Lighthouse roundabout and Tesco at 1550.
The high winds and heavy rains are not good news for these hunters, and often forces them into patrolling in broad daylight.

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