Raining again

"Be careful what you wish for" is a sentiment which often crops up whenever there is a situation that isn't as you'd like. All summer long, whilst I was pretending to be on a Barbel mission, the ridiculous drought conditions ensured that the river was in a right mess, with low water levels and excessive weed growth. The advent of the Pike season was delayed by a C&DAA ruling, with which I had no issue, and was perfectly content to bide my time. Now Pike fishing is allowed the weather gods have decided to get involved. There is no denying that East Kent is in dire need of rainfall but, all in one week, really? The weather forecasts remain doom laden for the next few days and, as I'm not seeking an endurance examination, will await the time when I can visit the bankside without getting a soaking. 

Rock Pipit in the outer harbour

Not having any desire to cast a baited hook during the weekend period, I've pottered around in the garden and had a wander around Ramsgate Harbour but, for the most part, have found myself sat in my study watching the rain falling from leaden grey skies. It was around half time in the Spurs v's Liverpool game, today, when Bev asked if I'd seen the rainbows? Her daughter, Debbie, had sent her some i-phone images that she'd just taken. We went outside to see the rainbows and, almost immediately, spotted a female Sparrowhawk perched on a t/v aerial opposite. I ran back indoors thinking that the bird would be gone, but no, it was still there when I returned, attempting to dry its' feathers and I managed to grab a series of images of this very unusual behaviour.

I will get back out with the Pike rods but, as yet, have no idea when.