Imagine Skomer on steroids and you still won’t get close to envisioning quite how good the Puffins on Lunga are. From rafts numbering hundreds of birds on your approach things only get better, culminating in you sitting on the cliffs surrounded by these curious looking creatures as thousands more circulate Read more…
Originally written 09/07/2017 When we woke on Sunday morning the little burn running alongside our house had doubled in width and now resembled more a raging torrent than the gentle babbling brook to which we’d bid good night. Gone too were the expansive open views to be replaced with low Read more…
Originally written 08/07/2017 I’ll admit that lying on the pavement at five in the morning trying to explain to a trio of last night’s revellers that the black and white birds I was desperately trying to photograph were in fact Black Guillemots may, to some at least, appear a little Read more…
It’s not escaped my notice that there has been a slight dearth of bird photos on this blog of late. Trust me, it’s not for want of trying but we’re currently in that time of year which we birders like to refer to as “the doldrums”. The fact is that Read more…
It’s part of our innate human nature to want to collect and hoard. How many of us for instance have walked a beach’s high tide line searching for interestingly shaped pieces of driftwood? At what age did you bring home that first cherished shell from your summer holidays? I’m no Read more…
If you blinked then you may have missed it but that was June and this is the end of #30DaysWild. I’ll gather my thoughts on the experience over the weekend but as a fitting tribute to what’s been a fantastic month we thought we’d end where it all began, with Read more…
After our Dolphin Day exploits it’s fair to say that energy levels were a little lacking on Sunday. It’s been an incredibly busy couple of months here and what I really wanted to do was just crash in front of the TV and chill. At least that’s what I thought Read more…
I promised something a little more exciting for day twenty four of #30DaysWild and, despite regretting hitting publish on that sentence almost immediately, I hope you’ll agree that we’ve managed to deliver in style. It all began a little after midday way out west where we and thirty other intrepid Read more…
The irony of commenting that it was a little chilly last night did not escape me. But cool it was and with gusty conditions blasting through our valley I really wasn’t expecting to find my first Ringlet of the year up on Gopa Hill. It only landed briefly before being Read more…
Being a creature of habit it’s good to break the mould every now and again so last night saw me heading down to Gower for an evening wander. But wait I hear you cry, there’s nothing unusual in that. True but this time around instead of trundling off to Rhossili Read more…