Not even a manky Herring Gull?
Well, it was like this.. On Sunday there was one of our little clan meets down in Cornwall, and so I was very good and didn't run off chasing birds [you know, like two-day delayed Sprossers.. ]
I was even better, as I took along some of my culinary mad science, which in a remarkable twist actually went down very well. You may have noticed a picture of the prototype for one in an earlier post.
The trip itself was not birdless. Oh no, far from it! Things started very well, with a ridiculous sighting near JR's old patch; only a frickin' Grey Partridge! Sat at the base of the hedge on the road edge - gravelling, I assume - cool as you like... Fields full of Pheasants there abouts, but no other gamebirds.
A while later on - indeed across the Tamar - a Wheatear was sat on one of the uprights of the Dobwalls roundabout.. :)
Final bird of note at our meeting place; a nice White Wagtail lurking about the beach at Gorran Haven
While adorable small relatives ran about on said sand, I took a break from trying to get cute action shots to take a few pictures that can be shared with the world;
Surf's up
Now that's a raised beach!
Mussels and 'friends'
Dinner time..
Whelk munching unlucky Mussel
Oyster
Devonian marine strata
Just look at that exposure
[slightly seaworn, 'tis true]
Up close and personal
Ok, enough of [these!] rocks.
Coming soon.. The Dreaded 'Pwll-Du minus tweety birds' post of many photos both colourful and not so much!!!
Oh yes.
Be Seeing You..
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