I have no idea how many Black-Tailed Godwit there were out there, but if I say 500, I'm sure I have included all of them and maybe with a few more to spare. They were congregated in two distinct groups of which the majority were in stunning summer-wear.
Avocet (practicing for Beijing)
Plenty of Avocet too, perhaps 150 here, typically energetic and vociferant. There were other crackers here too. Three Little Stint, two of which were in prime summer breeding plumage, I don't think I had ever seen these looking so dapper - the combination of it's dimunitive size and the rusty-orange tones - as they scampered along the island margins. There was also a third that was in a transitional phase and had lost the bright hues.
A single Golden Plover in full breeding plumage was present for a short while and engaged in flight feather preservation before heading off west. There were also three adult Ruff on the scrape, and around 150 Dunlin.
Wader ensemble feat. Curlew Sandpiper and Dunlin
Scanning through the Godwit, I picked up a couple of adult Curlew Sandpiper, still in brick-red summer plumage - such lovely birds. From the same vantage point, Lapwing were present, and at least two Bearded Tit flew along the tops of the reeds in the strong warm breeze. A Yellow Wagtail and a Meadow Pipit flew over.
Heading down to the shore, the tide was low and there was plenty of exposed mud. A few Dunlin and Redshank were pulling out snacks from the claggy mud. There were three Whimbrel here and also around a dozen Curlew, curiously a bird I hadn't seen for a while. Heading east along the path, a Green Sandpiper tucked itself into one of the shallow pools away from the main congregation of waders. It maybe felt like I did, just glad to be out and about, away from the carnage, and enjoying a bit of peace on earth.