Underneath this water is the main track round the reserve and Midge didn't look as keen as Ellie at having to enter it.
But she soldiered on, there was a lot more to come, but I guess her twelve year old bones feel it now just as mine do.
Below I'm looking back down the track we'd just waded through.
With the grazing marsh to the side looking just as wet.
Like I said, there was more to come, after going through this gateway.........
........you turn left into another section of flooded track, which just about remained below the top of my wellies and here the dogs took the sensible option.
Looking back through the gateway. It's gonna be another long and arduous winter of wellies, water and mud.
Below is the Flood Field, taken from the Sea Wall Hide, and awaiting some wildfowl.
Despite near perfect conditions the wildfowl, especially ducks, still remain scarce. At dawn on both Saturday and Sunday there was just the one wildfowler out on the saltings each day and they spent most of the time, like me, staring at an empty sky, although I couldn't be as bored as they probably were. But at least there are the resident Greylag Geese to keep the numbers up and today 150 of them were joined in the Flood by 12 White-fronted Geese - lovely to hear them calling again.
The euphoria of the blue skies and sunshine didn't last long though, after an hour or so a large and ominous dark grey cloud began to drop rain over the mainland hills and head my way. The weatherman on Countryfile last night promised a mild and dry week ahead but it was raining as I later left the reserve, why do they get paid for such inaccuracies!
What else did I see as I waded and slithered round, well not a great deal but then a lot of time is spent looking downwards, avoiding deep water, deep mud and cow shit. But I added a ringtail Hen Harrier, 4 Marsh Harriers, 1 Peregrine, 1 Kestrel, 1 Buzzard, 14 Meadow Pipits, 2 Stonechat, 300 Starling and around a dozen or so Skylarks.