Crikey - that was close.
Being a Storm Petrel 'virgin', a text from SH on Sunday morning (after I had declared to 'Er Indoors' that my time would be committed to domestic matters) was frustrating, to say the least.
And with two days away planned from Sunday afternoon to Tuesday afternoon, the use of t'interweb on the BlackBerry caused immense frustration as Petrels appeared to outnumber all other seabirds combined on home shores!
Blog titles of 'Sea Sick' and 'The Price of Petrel' appeared to be relevant as with every hour that past, the chance of seeing the 'House Martin of the Sea' ebbed faster than the tide itself.
But alas not!
6:15/8:30 last night, in the company of what appeared to be every Alan in the birding world (it was like the Monty Python Bruce sketch, but with Alans!), at least 10 Petrels and probably more. And many Manxies, and Puffins and auks and Kittiwakes and the odd Gannet.
On my way back tonight for more!
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