This week has not only seen the tempestuous Imogen battering the reserve and causing traffic chaos but the highest Spring Tides of the year so far.  Thankfully it was not that high on Monday when 70 mph winds were battering us but yesterday's was quite impressive but never really covered the saltmarsh.

Today's on the otherhand was a whopper and in incredibly calm conditions it crept in a distinctly ominous way over the Victorian seawall and even covered the old low platform that projects from the Garrison.

The lack of wind meant that the flotsum and jetsum had a chance to escape and slowly drifted off in a raft of detritus down river complete with dabbling Mallard, Wigeon and Teal sifting floating seeds, probing Starlings, dapper Reed Buntings and scampering Rock and Water Pipits.

The Pipits were quite happy taking a break on a bobbing log to have a preen before realising that they were now 100 yards down river! I saw one or two Brown Rats paddling for shore but there were no smaller mammals to be seen alive although one Carrion Crow did have three tiny bodies alligned through his bill with their tails dangling like some perverse corvid Puffin...

Tomorrow is meant to be even higher...

10-2-16