sheltering from the wind

slanted seabirds or windswept med gull

Myghal Newlyn

Around the end and up the pier where I encountered a lone Pipit staring out to sea.. probably thinking the same as me.. I’m staying put till the wind drops a bit

Rock Pipit on the Harbour wall

its always funny how when something catches your eye you suddenly awaken to lots of other things in similar settings.. the skyward reaching beams of the trawlers as I looked from the end of the pier looked like a massive statement of victory all lined up.. ominous perhaps?

Looking across the bay the waves and wind werestill battering the walls along the seafront in penzance

and the light was dropping with the setting sun so I headed back to the van.. as I walked round the bottom I heard.. over here.. over here point the camera over here.. probably for the first time in my life I was on the receiving end of some scaffolders banter.. well it seemed rude not to so I pointed the camera..

and finally around by the fish market and a final shot in the soft fading light of our old friend the great northern diver who was happily fishing in the shallows

The Great Northern Diver

Thats it for now folks.. your comments as always are welcomed.. but keep it nice