When I got to the right spot it was sitting quietly on the beach.
It did have a preen for a short while, but most of the time it was content to sit tight in the howling wind.
As with many Dotterels it was very confiding and took little notice of the camera. It did jump up and go for a short walk when a small dead plant almost blew into it after a particularly strong gust of wind.
From behind the two supercilium can be seen to join at the back.
Juvenile Dotterels and not as colourful as the adults but even so they are striking looking birds.
As I left it another big gust had made it briefly stand up, but it settled down into another little hollow a yard or so long the beach.