 Seems like ages since we watched a decent high tide come rolling in. February’s spring tide in Southport was too good an opportunity to miss. |
 Peewits – the first of the waders to flee the oncoming tide. |
 One of the dozens of flocks of Knots wheeling across the sky in their thousands. Whilst the murmuration of Starlings is well known I’ve always found the tight formation flying of Knots more spectacular. |
 Even better, as the tide rolls in and covers more of the marsh the Knots are pushed even closer. |
 A quick change of direction and the flock changes colour |
 Meanwhile the less wary Oystercatchers gather on one of the few remaining islands of grass. |
 Eventually the Oystercatchers are forced to flee and the Wigeon move in. |