In the few hours between a technicolour sunrise and the onset of Yet More Rain, I managed a circuit of the main marsh.
Chick Hill was alive with the sound of Song Thrushes, their repetitive phrases bouncing all the better from hard house walls now that muffling foliage has been stripped away by wind. They are backed up by Robins, Wrens and Great Tits. Goldcrests seemed surprisingly well-distributed and 2 Chiffchaffs were lingering on in the scrub around Toot Rock.
The most tantalising bird of the morning was a raptor flapping and circling out over the sea. It was a long way out and looked like a Buzzard but kept circling one point as if interested in something on/in the water. After about 5 minutes, it drifted off into the deepening gloom.
Fulmars have returned to the cliffs, about a month after they did on Thanet, and the mass of Common Scoters still numbers several hundred. With Surf Scoters reported past Cap Gris Nez and Selsey in the last week, it would be worth giving the flock a careful lookâ€¦ once the rain stops. Once the wind dies down.