I carried on to the Glandyfi layby, where the first bird I saw was the Smew, drifting upriver on the tide, along with a pair of Goldeneye. Soon afterwards a commotion among some Herring Gulls over the other side of the saltings near the railway line attracted my attention. Scanning through them I picked out a Great Skua, which then dropped onto the river right in the corner of the first bend. The weather soon closed in but I could just about make out the bird in the gloom. Eventually it got up and flew off downriver. Soon afterwards Dick turned up and my heart sank when I realised I'd forgotten to text him. He was very understanding and accepted my apologies.
|Pale-bellied Brent Geese|