An optimistic start from Burrafirth. Despite the exposed nature of the top of the UK, the long slack between the violent easterly and westerly flows makes it a simple paddle.
Wheeling gannets, and the aerial combat with the bonxies,
the winners take the spoils leaving some scraps for the mallies (fulmars). It was like being inside a wildlife documentary, you could almost hear the Attenborough voice-over.
Lashing rain failed to spoil our enjoyment, although it did leave some smudges on the camera lens.
On the way around Out Stack, rain on a calm sea.
Some bright periods,
a promise of better weather to come?
Sure enough, next morning we were enjoying the sunshine, launching at Norwick and making use of the tide to carry us there and back. We saw several minke close to, but they were busy feeding and paid us no attention at all.
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