Although waking early this morning did not feel a great desire to go to sea but a wee look at the forecast persuaded me that it would be a good move. But not before finishing the last of the Peter May trilogy, The Chessmen. This took me to after nine before I left the moorings but all I needed to do was to phone the kitchen at the Inn to let them know I would be a little later in landing the prawns and squats. The breeze dropped off to flat calm in the afternoon and I managed to haul 400 creels. Although the fishing is very poor at the moment, there was enough squats and prawns aboard at the end of the day to pay a few bills.
Had twelve skuas round the boat on one day last year, having six today has been the most this year and so got the camera out and they were very obliging.
A couple of fulmars turned up and they do not seem at phased by the bonxies, I have heard stories of them ganging up on golden eagles and covering them with oil that they quirt from ducts on their beaks. The oil laden eagles cannot then fly.
On the way in passed Mike with a number of kayakers in tow, it is the sort of thing I would do if I did not live here!!
Landed the tails and prawns at the Inn and although they had a fairly quiet day there seemed to be a lot of people milling about, busy evening in prospect but not on till tomorrow evening and possibly all day thursday. Certainly going by the northerlies forecast I will not be fishing. On the way into the house the two sycamores are now buzzing. Spring is definitely here…..it is almost June so one would hope so.
Yesterday was a day ashore and was filled with a bit of variety, walking the dogs and stopping at the Filling Station to reboot yet again, three days in a row, shifting some left over booze to the Walled Garden, some wood home and a bit of cutting and chopping in the evening. Days off are few and far between.