For once the winds were spot on. Strong north westerlies pounded in from the Atlantic.
An almost constant stream of Razorbills and Kittiwakes passed by the Island.
A few Guillemots and Gannets joined in the plundering of the fish shoals.
Even a couple of Balearic Shearwaters flew effortlessly by in the troughs between the waves.
And then, to round it off, half a dozen Bottle-nose Dolphin turned up. It was cold but worth it!
The nearest many come to experiencing wildlife is having their pasty snatched out of their hands by a Gull. Having said that, such a spectacle can be quite entertaining and offer the opportunity to grab some memorable shots.
One day I’ll have the neck to publish some!