For the first time in a few weeks we headed to the so-called 'sands' south of Golspie, expecting them to be as absent from the beach as they were the last time we walked there, to find that recent weather has brought the sand back, piling it so high that we could step directly from the ramp at the end of the promenade straight onto....
.... a seemingly limitless stretch of sand. Most of the cobbles and pebbles that formed the beach are now covered, but places where the beach sand ends and the stones begin, which were being steadily exposed by the falling tide, seemed to be the spots favoured by the waders working the beach. So today we saw....
....a small flock of some dozen or so oystercatchers and ....
....a lone and rather lonely ringed plover....
....and the occasional redshank. But the main pleasure, as always when they're on this beach, was watching....
....the little sanderlings in their never-ending, ever-busy search for a bite to eat; and they were so intent on their food that we were able to move quite close before they started to worry.
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