A day out on the east coast began with a very quiet seawatch at Flamborough. A few Manx Shearwaters and some distant passing Puffins were the only birds of any note. Moving on to Bempton Cliffs, we had to park in the overflow car park’s overflow. The cliffs nearly gave way under the weight of people. The only close Puffins were tucked up on their nests, but there’s always something to photograph.
Karen thinks that the Yorkshire Paradise is a cocktail in a Harrogate restaurant, but for me it’s the Strid on a glorious May morning. The only disappointment was the lack of Wood Warblers.
A trip out in search of Turtle Doves was very successful with good views and lots of purring, albeit occasionally drowned out by Nightingales.
Wildlife photography is all about careful planning, spending a lot of time and technical expertise to take that brilliant picture.
However if the pursuit of excellence is too much, you can get a half decent picture first go by being dead jammy, as this Pipistrelle in the garden demonstrates
Karen had a nice surprise this morning, almost tripping over this magnificent Puss Moth as she walked to work.
Another moth trap yielded very few moths, but those that we had were interesting, including a Bloxworth Snout, a new moth for the house and a rarity for Sussex.
Getting up before five in the morning and still being chided for being late, followed by six or more hours of staring at the sea aren’t really the actions of a sane person.
For those of you who feel you have missed out, get up early tomorrow morning and look at these pictures over the course of a few hours.