False hope

At last some birds have arrived, though not the hoped for 'rares' but it was a start and better than we have had. A Lesser Whitethroat skulking around in one of the first gardens on patch filled me with hope but it turned out to be a mere loner on patch. A Sanderling was a patch year tick at the Houb and other than a very curious Ringed Plover, a vocal Arctic Tern and 3 Whimbrel that was it. Joined John Laurie for an assault on the isle but came away with a paltry count? 3 Willow Warbler and 2 Chiffchaff. But, the wind is still in the east so maybe tomorrow.