Commoners with Black-heads

Not a Daily Mail campaign against the underclass, or indeed a description of the neighbours, but a few shots from the beach the other day in lovely winter sunshine.

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A combination of many reasons - including a lack of people here in the winter, and fewer options elsewhere - means I'm hitting the beach, bay and Brigg pretty much every day at the minute, and I can't remember the last time I came home anything less than stoked. Today had many highlights, but the Grey Phalarope again took the prizes, tucked in a little cove along a hard-to-reach part of the Brigg, feeding in the swell and surf and generally performing perfectly at close range under stormy skies.

More grey matters

This morning along the southern flank of the Brigg; while not one of the more accessible Grey Phalaropes I've had the pleasure of watching (and pretty much always against full sunlight), a treat nonetheless, and all the more enjoyable for having to gingerly scramble over seaweed-coated boulders to reach.